“Hello” you answer. “Hey Diva,I just wanted to call you and let you know how happy I am that you’re here,” I say to you. We chat brieflyand ...you go to sit in front of the TV. You thumb through my DVD's when the phone rings again. It’s me, “I’m coming home.” “Why”, you question me. I respond, “I want to be where you are.”I pull up into the drive and you hear the key in the door. I enter to see you standing at the top of the stairs inthe same robe. Surprised, I stop right there briefly… our eyes. She knew what she was doing to me and she loved it.She was teasing me to see how far she could go.Let me tell you not much further.She then said do my legs first and she turned to face me.I told her she was going to have to sit down for me to get her legs and she said HOW ARE YOU GOING TO GET THE FRONT AND BACK IF I SIT DOWN...YOU SQUAT DOWN AND YOU CAN GET ALL THE WAY AROUND.As I squated down her mound was inches from my face.I wanted to then reach up and rub it.It looked soo nice.Isquirted. ‘Of course. It’s what you want, right?’ Steph nods, but she can’t move. Her body is tingling with excitement but she can’t move her feet. Tiffany holds out her hand and leads her to the master bedroom. Steph follows in a daze and they enter the large marble bathroom. Tiffany immediately strips off her clothes and turns on the shower. Steph marvels her lean, tanned body. ‘Water is about right, come on Steph, you’re not shy now, are you?’ Steph shakes her head and takes her clothes off. Tiffany. Petra gave Gail keys to the front door, saying it was a little tricky to open, plus a key to the new office space. Gail had no need for the other key, right now, but as her office would eventually be in the new space, Atwood had the keys made at the same time. When Gail left, she looked in the large front windows of the new space and saw the wallpaper was finished, interior walls were beginning to look finished, and she wondered what Atwood did to get so much work finished in such a short time..