"...I'm certainly dressed for it."  She let him go, walking in front of him, and taking off the fuzzy robe, letting it fall to the floor.  Underneath, she had on a red lace bra, a red thong, and nothing else.  She slowly walked to the radio, turning it on.

"The tips better be good for this one."  She said, grinning like a cheshire cat.

Beatrix was completely speechless, as they took the elevator up to her fourth floor room.  Her daughter, her baby girl, was four.  Who was this woman riding in this elevator with her?  She took a sideways glance at her.  It could be BB.  She could see her little girl somewhere in the woman’s face.  In her eyes.  When the elevator beeped, she led ( Read more... )

Beatrix lead him to her room, opening the door, and letting him inside.  There was a couch, tv, and her knife collection all laid out on the table.

"Make yourself comfortable."  She said, letting him in ahead of her.

Beatrix made sure to buy two boxs of rubbers, extra large sized in case the kid wasn't kidding, and a normal size.  She really didn't have any doubts she'd need the regular, but it wasn't in her habit to sleep with the guy before she didn't know anything but his name.  The fact he seemed as eager as she did alarmed her a bit, but not enough to deny ( Read more... )

You know who it is.  You know what to do