The Devil's Dwelling

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door.
    “I’ll give them to her.”
    “I’m instructed to give them only to Tiffany.”
    I heard the delivery guy and made my way to the door. “I’m Tiffany, I’ll take them.”
    “You have to sign for them.”
    I scribbled my name and he handed me the flowers.
    I set them on the dining room table. “I didn’t know I was that wonderful the other night.”
    “That Randy must be head over heels in love with you.”
    I shook my head no and opened the card. I was speechless. I threw the card on the table and set down in the chair.
    “What’s wrong?” Mona picked up the card and read. ‘My eyes are on you. Your Secret Admirer. ’ What the hell does this mean?”
    “I think it means I have a stalker.”
    “Shit woman we don’t need to mess with a stalker.”
    “My thought, exactly.”
    I hadn’t noticed anyone following me outside of the job. This person is probably a voyeur. People like this enjoy watching people, especially for sexual gratification.
    “Oh my Gawd, you mean he gets off on watching you?” 
    “Could be, I’ll have to keep my Glock with me at all times. These people can become so possessive they become jealous and sometimes hurt their victim.”
    “Before we accept any floral deliveries we need to see who they are from. If we don’t know the sender we won’t accept them. But let’s be sure we give the guy a good tip cause his boss is going to be upset when he brings the flowers back to the shop.”
     
    A hot pizza sounded good on this rainy night. I called Mia’s Pizza and had a large pizza delivered.  Mona and I consumed the pizza while watching the old game show channel. We watched, The Gong Show, Family Feud, the Price is Right and the really old Password.  After the first two hours of game shows I excused myself.  Mona was calling out prices when I headed for my room.
     
    This was a night for a hot bubble bath. This body needed some attention. I filled the tub with water and poured in the soap. The bubbles started to form. I unbuttoned my jeans and kicked them off and pulled my shirt over my head, unhooked my bra and let my breasts loose and took off my panties and slipped on my robe. I watched the tub fill and the bubbles dance around the tub.  I untied my robe and allowed it to slide off my shoulders landing in a heap on the floor. I picked it up and hung it on the hook at the back of the bathroom door. I put my hair on top my head with a clip. Tested the water with my big toe and immediately snatching it from the water. I turned on the cold water and within moments the temperature was bearable. I set on the side of the tub and slid one foot in and followed with the other and slid into the tub. The water was hot as it covered my body. Within moments my body became acclimated and I slid down to my shoulders relaxing my body. I closed my eyes and put a hot washcloth over my eyes and lay back releasing the cares of the day. I must have fallen asleep. I woke to my mouth filling with soapy water. I set up startled.  I stepped out of the tub, pulled a towel from the towel bar and wrapped my body and tucked it in above my breasts. I dried off and smoothed lotion all over my body. Slipped on my pajamas and slid my feet into my Foofoo house shoes. I walked into the living room and set on the sofa. There sat Mona watching another game show.
    “Girlfriend, what do you have on your feet?” She giggled as she rubbed her eyes for a better look.
    “My Foofoo’s. My friend made them for me.” I put my feet in the air and wiggled my feet for her to get a better view.
    “Can she make me a pair? Those are dang fancy.”
    “They are a flip flops with fancy fluffy yarn wrapped around the straps. We’ll buy you a pair of flip flops and pick up some of this fancy fluffy yarn. You can make them.”
    “I’ve got to have a pair.” Mona said pulling them from my feet to try on.
    “Okay, hand them over.” I slipped my feet in them and made my way back to bed and settled in for the

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