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saw me in these things. So I hurriedly wiggle into the
thongs, and adjust myself in them.
    They
aren ’ t as bad as I thought they ’ d be, I think as
I let the dress drop down over my body and smooth my hands over my
bottom. I can ’ t even feel them.
Maybe thats why ladies like to wear them. Too bad I
don ’ t have a jacket or something to put on because my
breast are falling out the top of this dress. If I had more time
and I didn ’ t love how it felt on my skin,
I ’ d dig around in that closet and find something else.
But I don ’ t so I keep the dress on and run my hands through
my hair, put a gold comb in my hair the was on top of the cabinet;
and I take a long deep breath and walk out of the closet and down
to the dining room.
    “ You
can do this. You can do this, ” I keep telling myself as walk down
the hallway and try and ease my way into the dining room hopefully
without anyone noticing.
    I slyly walk to the table that had
the food spread out on it and quietly make myself a plate. When I
turn around from the table to go sit down, all eyes were on me. My
hands start sweating and shaking as I try and figure out what I am
doing wrong. Was I not supposed to get food yet? Is my dress not on
right? Is there tissue on my shoe? What do I do? What do I
do?
    To my relief, Mrs.Callahan walks
over to my side and puts her hand on my shoulder.
    “ Ryan
are you ok; you look like a deer caught in the
headlights, ” she asks while taking my wobbly plate with one hand, and
putting her other arm around my shoulder.
    “ Well
when I turned around and saw everyone looking at me, I started
getting nervous and thinking that I did something
wrong, ” I whisper not really even looking up at
her.
    “ Oh
don ’ t look so shy baby; everyone was looking at you
because you looked like an angel when you walked in the room.
You ’ re so beautiful, ” she says.
    I look
up at her in amazement. No one has ever really told me that before.
I mean my brother did, but that doesn ’ t count. He has to
tell me that because he is my brother.
    “ No
I ’ m not Mrs. Callahan. Its the dress, ” I laugh
nervously.
    She
turned me around to face her and said, “ You are a beautiful
woman, and any man would be brought to his knees if he got to wake
up next to you every morning. ”
    I flush and put my head down at what
she said; and she leads me over to the table and sits me down.
After she puts my plate down in front of me she goes and sits down
next to her husband.
    “ So
Miss Ryan, how are you doing today, ” Mr. Callahan asks?
    “ I ’ m good, ” I mumble as I take a bite of potato
salad.
    “ Are
you sure? Your usually so smiley at the office, ” Patrick says from
across the table.
    I peek
up and say, “ Yes,
I ’ m fine. Thank you. Just a little tired;
that ’ s
all. ”
    I
could see him grinning from ear to ear, looking right at my breast.
That makes me feel uncomfortable, because I ’ ve never thought
of him in a sexual way. I shrunk into myself and away from the
table.
    “ Patrick leave the girl alone. Don ’ t you see she
doesn ’ t want you hawk-eyeing her, ” Ryan says glaring at
his brother.
    I
didn ’ t even notice that he was sitting right next to me. I
turn his way and face him. He is staring down at me, and his eyes
look heavy and dark. It sends chills down my
spine.
    Patrick was saying something in response to what Ryan said,
but when he answered saying whatever. He didn ’ t even look
over at him.
    “ You
look amazing in that dress. ”
    “ Thank
you, ” I say quietly.
    He
smiles and leans down into me and says, “ Oh don ’ t be shy. You
weren ’ t so shy earlier. ”
    Then his puts his hand on my thigh,
slowly drawing my dress up until his fingers are touching my bare
leg.
    I had to stifle a gasp when his long
thick fingers grabbed my thigh.
    “ What
are you doing, ” I
almost moan.
    He
grins triumphantly and walks his fingers farther up my thigh. I
feel so weak right now. But I really don ’ t