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you might be the shy type. Maybe there's a tigress buried inside the kitten you appear to be." I said. My comment did more for her than any she had heard for a long time. It made her feel wanted, and appreciated for who she was, not how she looked. She became more intrigued with me. She found herself thinking of me while she masturbated. She envisioned me having sex with her. Every time I'm in a meeting with her, she found herself more infatuated with me. Our working relationship over the next several days, begins to flourish. We begin exchanging emails frequently, as well as talking via instant messaging. I flirted with her when we were alone, including making sexual innuendoes out of random things. Lisa decides to take the initiative. " I want you. My panties are wet