Is Mr. Parker in yet?" I try to seem nonchalant with a smile, but my heart is racing. I feel like she knows I'm not wearing any underwear. "Yep! He's ...in his office." She returns my smile and I head towards my desk. I log into my computer and slip my purse into my drawer. Since I'm early, I check my messages and any important documents that have been sent for Damien. I anxiously watch the time and it's not moving fast enough. Finally, it clicks to 8:00 AM, so I get up and walk to his office. I. What do you say to a naked lady? I felt like I was playing a bit part on candid camera.Neatly folding her garment, she rose to her knees, unbuckled her jeans, and slid them down to her ankles. My eyes widened in surprise. Sheila wore no underwear, and her naked body showed no trace of tan lines. My head was spinning.Seriously, the same dizzy feeling I had when standing at the edge of a cliff swept over me in a wave of cultural vertigo as I struggled to keep my mental balance. The normal social. We had been cordial over the past few days, but nothing more than that. Excuse me, please and thank you were the most that we spoke. I was still so ashamed over what happened I couldn't bring myself to notice she was wearing a tight baby tee and silk panties. Okay I guess I did notice a little."We all need to talk." Mary interrupted almost reading my thoughts. "Jim, I have thought a lot about this as I'm sure you have as well. You ****d our daughter, and worse yet you stole her virginity."Those. She slipped off her shoes and walked to the kitchen. After looking into a couple sparse cabinets she said to herself, "Hmmm. PB&J it is then."She pulled down from her cabinets a loaf of soft thick slices of white bread, an extra-large jar of smooth creamy peanut butter and an extra-large jar of g**** jelly. She pulled out two pieces of bread, holding one in her hand held out flat, she began spreading on the peanut butter, slowly, almost sensually. "It's so hot in here!" she said to herself.The.