I looked at her and could see that she was sad.I held her in my arms and kissed her on the forehead and began to leave.She immediately hold my hand an... pleaded me to wait for some more time.I sat down looked in her eyes and planted a kiss on her lips to which she responded and we were holding our lips for the next five minutes.After deep smooching I we were breathing fast.I slowly but cautiously moved my hands to her right boobs and started massaging her.She did not say anything.I understood. "This is your dream job, I love havingyou there." I can't go into the City again," Ann began to explain. "I've tried. Itried last time two weeks ago. I even tried before the fitting. I shouldhave been back to work months ago. The wedding is fast approaching andJack is doing so well." She let out a long sigh, that sounded as ifshe'd just been released from a tight grip. "I've decided to be ahomemaker."Dacia reached out and took her friend's hand. "Ann, please don't berash, you are an. Francis that afternoon. I wore a flowery yellow, low cut and cleavage exposing bra dress that rode a good six inches above my knees when I was sitting. Wanting to retain at least a hint of decency, I wore sandals and my stretchy nylon briefs underneath. Doug drove out of Port Louis, along the lakeshore road to St. Barbe, across the bridge to Valleyfield that reminded me of ones we saw along the U.S. Gulf Coast highway then back across the St. Lawrence River. Inspired, I scanned through my mp3. I went to his study at night and the room was empty. I am a curious person, I have been since I was bi-curious as a teen. I looked through his desk & noticed very vintage photos of him & his wife. Blonde, pink skinned, my guessing, Australian. I left everything intact & went back into the guest room, hoping nobody saw me lurking. Minutes later the servant calls for me go to the dad at the garage. My heart starts to beat & I begin to think of the worst, I'm about to be accused of stealing stuff.