It was driving me nuts to watch that sweet little ass of hers swaying around and those little tiny budding tits bounce under her thin fabric shirt. Ev...ery time we would be alone in the kitchen for a moment, she would take that opportunity to rub herself up against me, or to quickly take her hand and rub up and down the front of my pajamas, or wiggle her ass at me with her head turned looking at me and smiling. I would usually give her a small smack on the ass or a quick titty rub back at her to. He asked me if this was what I wanted, and I told him it was. I reached down with my hand and took his hand in mine. I told him thank you for a wonderful day and good night. I let my head sink into my pillow and quickly fell asleep.I had been sleeping soundly but woke up during the night and had one of those feelings where I wasn’t sure where I was for a moment. I tried to rise and look around, but then realized I had an arm wrapped around me, holding me close. It was then that I remembered. His build is lean, but quite obviously muscular. Finishing his telephone conversation, he walks back to his table, brushing by you with seeming innocence, but you know he did it on purpose. He is wearing a long black coat that comes to his knees and when he brushes by you, it caresses your bare thighs with a fleeting touch. You watch him as he sits back at his table, you smile at how he positions himself with his back in the corner and the way he sits taking in the whole room in his direct. "What?" asked Lauren, who had been waiting patiently for me to come out of my creative fog."What, you never mumble Sun Tzu aphorisms to yourself?" I rejoined indignantly.She grinned. "No, I can't say I have." Well, I wish Sun Tzu were able to offer some advice here." I explained my concerns to Lauren.Lauren thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you know how to shoot that gun he brought?" I do." Can he talk faster than you can shoot?"I looked at her, surprised."More important: do you think.