. duh! Skirt? T-shirt? She looked good. Long, glossy dark brown hair framing a sweet, oval face; nice figure, not spectacular, but ... definitely attr...active. Legs. I do like a good pair of legs, and hers were perfect – at least from just above the knees down.She brought our drinks and sat down."You're looking good," I said. "In fact, you're looking great."She went pink. "Thank you. I thought about what you said. I didn't want to look, well, tarty, but I thought about how I could look more like. On a lonely whim, she decided to put herself out there and so she made a profile on a popular online job site. Lots of her friends had tried it and a few even found great jobs online. But she hadn't tried it. My HR recruiter seen Lanie's profile and called me. I checked her profile out and sent her a couple of messages. I wrote her, about the things I found interesting about her profile, about interviewing her for a job, and meeting me to discuss the details. She logged out after reading my. ” Lynn patted her little wife on the butt.“Paul, I think that we just got played.” Erin said with her head tipped to the side.“I was talking to Lynn the other night while you and Erin were together.” Blossom explained. “We were talking about Christmas dreams and wishes from when we were girls. I told her my dream about making love to my man under the Christmas tree. She told me that she would get Erin upstairs and that I should go for it. So, she did, and I did. And it was all I ever dreamed of. Being with you is a reward I will gladly work a routine job for.’ ‘At least Mistress’s job is musical: creative, expressive!’ ‘I hope you will be able to express yourself in your work someday as well. But whether you do or not, don’t forget that art is its own reward. You can make beautiful things and you and I will enjoy them, even if that isn’t how you earn your living.’ I reminded her that she needed to behave herself and we took a shower, quickly. I stood behind her the whole time. Even.