Around three years ago I was on a job for a divorced very attractive woman named Donna. She was probably in her middle 30s. I was 26. Anyway I install carpet. I had all the old stuff outside when it started pouring. By the time I was finished loading it into my van I was soaked. When I got back inside Donna suggested I put my wet clothes into the dryer. I told her I didn’t have anything else to put on she said don’t worry she would find something. So I went into the bathroom and
