Here I was, being given the opportunity tostep into another woman?s shoes, quite literally, and build acomfortable and glamorous life for myself as a ...ady of leisure. Ofcourse, I then snapped myself back into the very pressing reality. DidI, could I, go ahead with this?I sat there for a while, finishing the coffee that had been made forme. I stood up and walked around the oak and leather clad drawing room,looking at the collection of sporting prints on the walls and variousphotographs propped. Still being a young and honest woman that she felt she was she obliged him and agreed to meet him anyway. “Hiiiii,” he said from behind her. She heard him and put down her sandwich. She smiled as she turned around and said hello back to the gay photographer, not knowing he was actually gay. “Go on, eat your lunch,” he added. “I’ll get right to the point, okay?” The reserved and quiet secretary nodded and agreed. “First off, I need to tell you something so that you aren’t suspicious of me. Typical night for me, I suppose.” “Care for company?” I know it was a mistake to say yes, since I know how I've been feeling, but I really wanted to see him. I haven’t spent all that much time with him lately. It’s not like us not to, and he won’t believe I’m not mad at him if I said no. “Come on over, I’ll order now.” “On my way, babe.” I let out a sigh, and read through our messages again. I can see how much he cares for me just through the texts. I tell myself that we won’t have sex;. “What a difference in you from the clothes you wear at work. You look sexier than I imagined.”“I hope you like my dress on me,” she said, looking from Claudia to Dan.“I love it on you, Paula. I want one too. You should show more skin at work.”“I’ll show more cleavage for you at work, if you want me to.”“Believe me, I want you to,” Claudia smiled, admiring her deep cleavage. “And let me know the next time you want to give me a shoulder massage, I won’t wear a bra,” she said to her ear.Paula.