Camila stood in front of Juan. He stood up this time, and he was looking at her lustfully. Camila had to admit that she loved the look that he gave her. It was certainly not the type that she was used to, but she could get used to Juan looking at her all day.
His glazed eyes had her n*****s peaking for attention. It was almost like he was undressing her with his eyes. Camila became conscious of what she was wearing then. The pink chiffon blouse with small gold buttons seemed like the wrong choice as her n*****s pebbled out from her lace bra and were slightly showing on the shirt. Her short pleated skirt made Camila feel like a school girl feels too flowly now. The gaze that Juan gave her made Camila feel that she was all but naked in his arms. She wanted to be naked. Camila had the strong
