have made me very uncomfortable. I didn’t flinch, I just let him take it all in. From my long, curly, red locks, over my 36D breasts, across my flat stomach, around my slim waist, and down the curves of my hips. I watched him as he licked his lips, and I knew then, that he’d be thinking of me all night tonight. That thought helped as he turned to walk away, and threw out his parting comment. "I’ll be watching you, Carlson. Just know, I’ve got my eye on you." "Yes, Sir." I