I don’t want to be impressed. Unfortunately, something inside of me seemed to react to the combination of his oversized sex organs and his arrogance.... Some primitive part of me that I have no control over is reacting to his youth, his strength, his virility, and his dominant nature.I realize how I’m reacting and it infuriates me. I’m not some submissive, brainless little slut who can be led around by her vagina. I’m an independent, headstrong, self-aware, intelligent young woman who is offended. Finally I get to see the woman who has affected me so deep. She is a vision. Quietly reading, pausing occasionally to watch the people walking by below her sanctuary. Once, she looked towards me and I my heart soared as she met my gaze and a small smile danced on her lips before she turned back to her book. Deciding that I had to make a move I put my shirt back on and moved around behind her knoll. I climbed up it until I was behind her, partially screened by a bush. I waited until there was a. She comes back home all alone.She sees that her house has apparently a visitor as her chimney shows some smoke. A burglar broke into her private place? A baseball bat is in the back of her car.Silently she sneaks into her house to inspect what is happening there from far.She smiles as she sees me, dozed off in front of the log fire, deep in dreams.Silently she undresses as well and snugs up to me. Slowly I realize where I am.She hugs me as soon as I open my eyes and smiles. "What a nice. One of my customers is a well-to-do couple with a nice house out at the edge of town. The gentleman has been trying to seduce me for quite a while. His wife has hinted that I might enjoy becoming his friend. We both know what she means." She paused to take a drink, and to see if I was judging her for better or for worse. I tried to keep looking friendly. "Then one night last month, the wife and I were talking about food, and I agreed to cook a meal for her. He showed up, and I ended up making.