No hotel room, but we could see each other. Or maybe use your hotel room?”“No. I share the room, and no telling how late my roomie will want to sl...ep. But, lunch? That would be great.”“Okay!” she said.“You want to come to the game?”“If I did come, you wouldn’t have to rent a car. I could drive us back to the hotel, after.”“That would be great,” I said.Peggy met me for lunch at a downtown restaurant she had chosen. As always, she looked absolutely amazing. The woman was no clothes horse, but she. The three of them walked towards the table, their footsteps echoing off of the floor and the old walls. Eric stopped around ten feet away from the table and, still holding her hand, pulled her slightly behind him so that his body was shielding hers.Myrian went and sat in the only empty chair at the table, sighing as he leaned back. He rested his foot on his other knee, and began inspecting his fingernails, clearly bored.Zooey wished she had worn something more formal, or at least pinned her. The next day as he helped his dad arrange the contents of the garage, he kept one eye trained on the house across the street hoping to get a glimpse of her in the daylight. That evening around 11:00 pm found Mike in his room where he donned a pair of silk boxers as he waited and hoped for another show. He was not disappointed.This time the blonde was wearing a black short nightie. She commenced to dance again and the swaying of her hips caused the skirt portion of her nightgown to rise and. .... It was a saturday afternoon .I knew you were coming over and decided that to keep occupied I would chop some wood and keep busy-already my mind was filled with thoughts of how later we would be and the night ahead was to provide untold and new pleasures as we got to know each others likes and desires-would you be wearing that black negligee or those amazing stocking and suspendors I wondered and hoped.And how long before we got into bed from the moment you arrived-I was alreadt horny and.
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