Graceless

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The best part of it was when Cassie fell over the chair and caught her sleeve on the door handle at the same time. She went arse over tit and ended up sprawled against the wall, her head on the ground and her butt up in the air. Luckily she had opaque tights on under her miniskirt, otherwise you would have been able to see what she ate for breakfast.

Of course, Cassie didn't think it was very funny at all. She was utterly mortified. I don't think I've ever seen a human being turn quite so bright a red. That hue is normally reserved for boiled lobsters. I don't blame her for feeling so embarrassed. What with the spunky Jeff there and all, she must've felt like a right idiot, flashing her fanny, and let's not forget that there is no-one clumsier than Cassie.

Anyway, we helped her to her feet and dusted her off, poor thing. I honestly thought she was going to start blubbering. Her eyes were welling up and her mouth had gone all soft and wet with that tell-tale bubble of spit starting to build in the middle. But she managed to suck it up like the trooper she is. And she is a good looking girl. Even crustacean crimson, she was pretty with silvery blonde hair and bluest of blue eyes. You know, I almost think the flush set off those blue eyes like sapphires on a red velvet cushion.

And Jeff couldn't hide that he was impressed with our Cassie. You know, he never laughed once. Not even a snicker. He seemed genuinely concerned that she may have hurt herself. A right gentlemen is that Jeff. Should be more like him.