“Okay,” Jill replied, looking up to meet Larry’s gaze.
“So did the guys not rock your world?” Larry asked her.
“Not exactly,” Jill replied with obvious distaste.
Larry smiled to himself. “Okay babe enough chit-chat. Time to get naked!”
Their little chat hadn’t exactly made Jill feel any more comfortable about being around the short man, but he was right. She had a job to do. Steeling herself, Jill’s hands rose, shaking, to the top button of her sweater and she began to undo it as Larry sat on the bed watching her. Blushing furiously, Jill’s hands worked their way down the front of her sweater until it was completely unbuttoned. She then shrugged it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.
Larry’s eyes widened as he got a good look at Jill’s chest. She wore a rather plain white
