I helped Lara shed her kimono, trying as much as I could not to stare at her while she got used to my presence in her bedroom. She was perhaps a little bit on the skinny side due to her illness, but an awful lot of models would die for her figure, and her poise. She really was a beautiful woman regardless of what she had said about herself. In fact I was almost jealous of the pert little breasts I couldn't help but peek at. What man, I thought, could turn his back on a woman like that? I spread a bath sheet on the bed to protect it...