Rachel was just pulling her coat on when John came down the stairs. He handed Rachel her payment in cash.
"Thank you, Mr. Greene." Rachel smiled in gratitude.
"You're welcome," he replied. "You deserve every penny. Kathy and I are very happy with you. There is no one that we trust the kids with more than you."
"Thank you, that means a lot. I love them like they're my own. I would do anything for you guys."
Rachel was starting to blush and was having a hard time meeting John's gaze. For his part, John was having a hard time keeping his eyes away from Rachel's exposed cleavage. Did she realize what she was doing? It was bad enough that her breasts were over-large on her small frame, jutting out from her chest like a pair of ripe melons. Why did she have to wear such revealing clothing? J
