"That was a compliment, by the way she said.He blushed at her comment but knew what was expected."Thank you m'lady." he mumbled his blush deepening as... he automaticallycurtsied."Yes, now that I look at you." she continued as she inspected himclosely "You're quite pretty and an excellent figure. I suppose yourmistress has you in a suitably tight girdle?"Her eyes fixed on his."A corselette your ladyship." he answered in a whisper ashamed at thevery words coming from his mouth."Well it suits you.". "Yes" Melodie replied slowly. How could she not forget? Masculinity oozed from him and had penetrated deep within her."Well he wants to get to know you-so I took the liberty to give him your number" she half giggled half shrieked as a cushion came hurdling towards her.What a great cottage, Melodie thought as she began unpacking her suitcases. She had longed for a break and here she was in the middle of nature. She knew she'd need more supplies and to clean up the place as it hadn't had an. It might make things weird between us, though so, I ponder the fantasy in my head and continue playing on my phone."Thanks for coming with me," he smiles."Thanks for letting me," I reply. "I didn't think you would when I asked but it was nice to get out of the office for a while."He nods and pulls his phone out of his pocket."Hey, no texting and driving," I state and take his phone from him."What are you doing?" He asks, with his hand out. "Give it." No." Laurel, give me the phone," he isn't. In our room, before breakfast on Sunday, Carla asked me how I felt about the events of the prior evening and I told her that the experience was wonderful and I hoped that she felt the same. She said that she would not have expected to feel that way, but she did.We were scheduled to stay in New Orleans Sunday night, also. Gary was leaving on Monday. Carla and I ate breakfast and fooled around while he was in his convention for a couple of hours and got together around three in the afternoon. We.