My Bossy Secretary
I answered truthfully.
“Hmm,” she mumbled, squinting her eyes as she thought. “It’s hard because our faces looked exactly alike,” she said, then her eyes widened and sparkled.
She pressed her lips again, stopping to talk when the male staff brought our coffee but left immediately to bring the bread to Lexi. When we were alone again, she looked around, and I was startled when she pulled up the skirt of her dress to show something on the skin, just on top of the waistband of her bikini.