CHAPTER NINE
Lisa Kramer stood naked in front of the full-length bathroom mirror, admiring the graceful curves of her body. She had been considered a pretty girl ten years before, when she first met and married Mike, and now, she knew, she was prettier still. The youthful leanness of her body had slowly and subtly disappeared during those ten years, to be replaced by a luxuriant voluptuous fullness that was far more mature, far sexier. Yes, Lisa thought as she ran her hands along her sides and over her ample hips, I'm in good shape. Now if only Mike could appreciate me for what I am and handle me gently, the way a woman should be handled, then maybe our s*x life would be a little more exciting. It was the only complaint she had against her husband, besides his lack of ambition: his crude
