The wait is drawing on my patience, and admittedly I’m looking forward to a nice drink and romp by the night’s end. A murmured ‘thanks’ and me...tallic door slam mark the end of our taxi excursion.“Baby,” you call conspiratorially from behind. I face you with a heady look, biting my lip. It stops you in your tracks.“Bad girl,” are the words I’ve been craving to hear, though you growl them as several people wander by. I could not care less what their opinions are on your lust. I much rather prefer. One day I went to her home on a Saturday night to pay her the rent money and she opened the door only in her nightie and my gawd I was shocked to look at her. Her nightie was open from the front and I can see she was not wearing any bra inside.She looked at me a bit confused and i said i came to pay the rent. Then she realized the mistake and asked me inside I went inside the room and saw she was drinking signature in her flat. I told her that I will see her tomorrow and gave her the money but. Honestly, boys can be so dumb!Not that I'd thrown myself at him. I mean, I'm not that kind of girl.Okay. I'm shy. When he actually asked me out to the movies that first time I was practically a gibbering idiot. I didn't know what to wear. I worried about what we'd talk about. I didn't know what I'd do if he tried to kiss me! Which he didn't, much to my relief, and my disappointment.So, when he came out of Miss Mitchell's office naked, well, you could have knocked me over with a feather! I'd. As he pulled the door open Fiona noticed how Mr. Tebbutt took in a good eyeful through the opening in her blouse, and she wondered whether he wanted her to come to his office for a chat or did the dirty old bastard have other things on his mind also. She dismissed this as just him being a normal bloke and that he was too old and nice to be up to anything untoward. Unlike Steve the fucking bastard he’d made Fiona so angry that she stormed to her office and punched his extension number into her.