"Bye, Dad," she said, giving her father a peck on the cheek. Then she disappeared out the front door.Jerry left a few minutes later, leaving the ghost...s alone in the house to ponder their fate.That evening, after father and daughter had returned home and they finished with dinner, Theresa decided she wanted to take a bath. She headed upstairs and entered the bathroom, oblivious to the eyes that followed her. She turned on the water to start filling the tub, then slipped quietly out of her. I handle everything else.’ Robyn drew her lips into a tight line. ‘That’s why my father’s paper is nothing but another bone to be grabbed up by Jonathan Corsair. Since my father took ill, this newspaper had become a three-headed monster. And the laughing stock of this town.’ Robyn looked Miss Warren straight in the eyes. ‘But for the next ninety days, this is my paper.’ Robyn strode toward the door, then glanced back at Lucy Warren. ‘Please have this office cleaned before we have a staff. “You shouldn’t say things like that.” She protested feebly.“I know you know I have fancied you since we met this morning. I know you feel the same way.”“You shouldn’t say that.”“Why not? It’s true, isn’t it?”“You know I can’t answer that.” The sensual tone in her voice almost invited him to keep pressuring her.“Why not?”“Because……”I could feel her look over at me.“You’re as turned on as I am, aren’t you?” He pressed.“Yes.” She whispered seductively.My cock was dripping and heart was pounding so. She was beginning to regret having worn a dress now, the wraparound design meaning it was held together solely by one loose knot of the belt on her hip. Not having anticipated that it would be this busy she hadn't thought of the effect that constant rubbing would have on her clothing and she could feel the material slipping open a centimetre at a time.Taking advantage of the next station stop, she reached down, undoing the knot and retying it more securely. As the train moved off she stumbled.