Thread: The Girl Next Door Transformed - (Reserved for just a naughty man )

She smiled when he had turned down her offer of going out to get desert, she was new in town and had not really learned her place around so by the time she would have returned, dinner would have no doubt been cold and he would have been starving. As Frank pulled out her chair she blushed, So chivalry isn't dead I see. she then sat down trying to pretend that she hadn't noticed him looking at her chest. Assuming that he was just looking at the gold chained birthstone necklace her mother gave her, she said it was a gift from her father before he had died. It was only Callie and her sister Sophie now though. So she never took it off. Once he had sat down and began to eat, so did she, though she was eating slower and taking very small bird like bites, not wanting to seem like a pig in front of her dinner date and new friend. When he pointed to the sign on her shirt with his fork from across the table, she looked down at her own shirt for a moment. Listening to each word carefully before she shook her head. No, I did not know that, you learn something new every day though it seems. She laughed nervously and took a bite as he stood and moved to fill her up a glass of wine, along with one for himself, apologizing for not having offered it sooner. She shook her head and smiled Oh, there is no worry, no need to apologize. As the crystal glass slid across the table she reached out just in time to catch it before it fell onto the floor and crashed to little bits and pieces. Tilting her head to the side at his odd title of their toasting. She lifted her glass to his and gently clinked the rim of her glass with his. I will toast you to our dinner date, and new a new friendship. She added as nodding her head to him in thanks for helping move the rest of her boxes inside, But why evening of awakening? I don't get it, is it symbolic for something? She smiled curiously and brought her glass to her lips to take a long sip of the deep red wine. As he went on about the symbol on her shirt she blushed a deep hue, slowly lowering her glass silently not knowing what to make of this and his unusual bit of facts. His eyes on her breasts made her shift uncomfortably as she forked her plate of food. She simply and quietly nodded her head when he asked if she were taken back by his bold statements. She watched as he finished his food and push his plate to the side, she sat there quietly as she still ate though she only had a few more bites to go before she was full. She chewed slowly as he changed the subject from her breasts to the book she had mentioned earlier, nodding to his question as she smiled and swallowed. Almost half of American women have read that book. She opened her mouth to laugh but then was cut off by his sudden question about the poster she had seen on his bedroom wall earlier in the evening, she wondered why he asked but she shook her head and pushed her plate to the side now that she was done. She was about to answer 'No, everyone was entitled to whatever floated their boats' but it had seemed he wasn't done and by the time he was, her eyes widened at his bold comment. When he stood and slowly made his way towards her chair, she stiffened up and sat with a straight back like a proper lady would. Her eyes widened even more when she suddenly felt his fingers dancing along the nape of her neck, she trembled, her nipples immediately hardening without even being touched, she swallowed hard and nibble on her bottom lip. After a few seconds of silence, she reached for her glass of wine and drank the rest. Without looking behind her, she still sat straight and then placed her hands in her lap. What's so special about me? She was asking more herself than him, but she wanted to know his answer as well, it intrigued her that a man like him, obviously into a lifestyle she had only glimpsed into through a book, had wanted her. She didn't make a move, to nervous to bring herself to.