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He reassured me that everyone was an integral part of the process. “You not one for the big group wind down?” I explained to him that this was my first IT conference, and I felt out of place since I was only involved in creating the training. While we waited for our drinks to come, he initiated some small talk. “I’d love one, thank you” knowing I was already close to losing my inhibitions. “May I get you another?” Noah said as he gestured to my empty wine glass. His grip tightened around my hand and my body tingled. Nice to meet you Noah” I stuck out my hand and shook his. Then he pointed to my name badge that I still wore and chuckled. I took in sharp breathe and my eyes got wide.
Hi, I’m Noah, and you must be Kassandra.”
“Well, let me help you back into your chair. He looked down at my feet in the red stilletos and then looked back in my eyes. It’s just been a long day, and my feet are sore.” “Ope, I mean excuse me, I mean I’m sorry…. I had a vague sense that he seemed familiar, but with the wine flowing through me, I couldn’t quite place him. Well over 6 feet tall with a toned 250+ pound frame, at least 10 years older, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. His strong arms took hold of me and steadied me as I took him in. After that second glass of wine, I went to get up from my stool at the bar and stumbled right into a man’s arms. I barely drank when I was home, not wanting to not be able to control everything. I unbuttoned my blouse until it was barely acceptable, showing my ample cleavage and the tip of my matching red lace bra as I finished my second glass of wine. Since I was sure everyone else had gone to the after conference wind down, I decided it was safe to get comfortable. So I went to the hotel bar to have some wine and chill out. By the end of the day i was exhausted and overwhelmed with all of the new information given. I was attending meeting after meeting dressed in red heels, pencil skirt, red button up blouse, and a black blazer. Most of the people at this conference were CEOs of major hospital systems or the IT employees trying to sell their product. My employeer sent me to a conference a state away to learn more about the IT system we were implementing that I needed to create training around. I wouldn’t be called skinny but athletic with curves in just the right places. Dark eyes, dark wavy hair, booty and boobs with a smallish waist. At that time in my life I could be described as the epitome of the girl next door.