You have observed that a new neighbour is moving in opposite your house: an attractive, athletic woman by the name of Betty Ross. She is endowed with long hair, pout lips and gorgeous lashes. She possesses a somewhat volatile attitude, or so you hear from your other neighbours who have spoken to her. Being somewhat of a charismatic person, you decide to help her settle in and meet her personally.
You meet her eyes with a full smile, flashing your perfect white teeth you walk towards a woman of modest height, wide hips and an impressive bust. She is wearing jeans with white heels and a tasteful vermilion blouse. Betty is resting her weight on one leg, her billowing brown hair falling down over her shoulder. - "Hi ma'am, could you use some assistance?" you ask with a genuine smile Betty immediately hands you one of the larger boxes she is carrying, pivoting on the heel of her foot - her hip swaying sexily, "Sure -- Ms. Ross will suffice."
Betty returns to her assured step and proceeds into her house, flashing you a sultry smile then turning . You grin at her reaction - she certainly wants to play hard-to-get. You follow her in with the box firmly in your grip, so the rumours were true...
But that doesn't cause your confidence to waiver, she obviously approves of you; you think.
You follow her in with the box - the interior of this house you have never seen; a neat, orderly residence with tasteful off-white coloured walls and large white window frames spaced tastefully throughout the house. You guess that the house contains 6 rooms, including a larger lounge room to the left of the entrance and the stairs to the second story are in the first room as you enter the house. You realize that you had spaced out as you look down to Betty who has begun placing the boxes near the staircase. you lean down, slowly lowering the box, you notice her observing your well-muscled back and firm bearing - you clearly identify another hint of Betty's seductive smile. "Hm, not bad tiger -- I used to know a strong guy..." Betty stops mid-way, then looks you directly in the eye and laughs abruptly with a warm gaze. You realize you must have had a spaced-out look on your face because she squeezes your arm and motions for you to keep the boxes coming. You take the hint and briskly walk out of the front door and back to her SUV loaded with boxes. You realize she must have already moved the big stuff in sometime earlier.
After some time you wipe the sweat beads off your brow with your wrist and place the last box down into Betty's new home. "Thanks for the help - but I didn't get your name." -- "John, Ms. Ross." "Well - thanks John, I think you've earned my first name - it's Betty - don't be a stranger." You flash another smile and make your way back home, eager to meet your flirtatious, voluptuous new neighbour more intimately.
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