Presents for Sophie - 13.

Sophie smiles at the fruit basket sitting on her desk. A bright red 'No touch!' sign keeps the delivery guys honest. She runs her fingers over the lace of the new lingerie, feels the heavy weight of the shoe books, and slips on the autographed tee. The office lights catch the shine of the CD case. A quick stretch, a quiet sigh. She peels off her work clothes, slides the silk over her bare skin, and watches the way the fabric clings. The day is still young, but the presents keep coming.