When he returned he sat in the booth much closer than he had before. "Okay, now we can talk business." He put his briefcase on the table and I mine. ...After popping it open he allowed his hand to casual rest on my knee. "I hope I am not out of line with this comment," he said "but I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you were. For a techno-head wonk, you've got a fantastic set of legs." His hand slid up further. I took deep breath but did not resist. My manhood was carefully taped, tucked. I was very stern when I said "Stop that filthy talk and zip up." I can't zip up there is blood. I can't touch blood. Oh, god I think I'm going to fait."Then there was a bump on the door and I heard Norman slid to the floor. I turned the handle and pushed hard to get the door open far enough to squeeze by.Norman had fainted and he was all twisted around half on his back with his knees pulled up.Kneeling down I could see there was a small trickle of blood where the zipper had pinched the skin on. She had caught me very much off guard from the first time I saw her at the curb until now and I needed a familiar drill to get me back in synch.I reached for the cold bottle of champagne and popped the cork before pouring us each a sip. The candles I had placed around two hours before were burning down, but they were still burning. There was a row of them forming an alleyway into the bathroom.I put my glass down on the nightstand and went behind her to help her out of her clothes. She hesitated. ”“My problem is that I like this more than I think I should,” she said. It was amazing how being open and honest made one feel as free as a bird, able to take to the sky and fly.“That’s what I’m trying to teach you,” said Bob. “Maybe the lessons are over.”Julie flopped down beside her father and draped one arm and leg over him. Her butt touched her sister’s knee and lower leg, but neither of them moved to separate.“I don’t want the lessons to be over,” she said. “That’s what was bothering me. I.
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