She led him out of the airport to her van and he couldn’t help but notice she had a really fine ass, hugged by her quick dry pants. Her company t-shirt was clinging to a pretty darn nice upper form too but guys weren’t supposed to notice these things anymore in the modern age. At least they weren’t supposed to comment on them. So he just kept mentally cataloging his observations without saying anything. Like the way her body flexed and moved with strength when she threw his luggage into the back of the van. He wasn’t sure if he was going to need any retreat experiences to relax because he already couldn’t remember why work was stressing him out.