I haven’t the time to think on it, I’m late for class. I stuff the letter in my bag, and drive off. The day seems to go by quickly, something I�...m grateful for. Everyone is talking about the ball. It’s still a week away, but it’s all anyone wants to talk about. When you know you’re not going, it’s rather annoying, actually. When I get home, Izzy is already here. “Hey you, someone must love you, they sent you flowers. You lucky bitch!” On the counter, are a dozen white, long-stemmed roses. At. I picked her up from her house, and drove to a nearby night motelWe Started with a little talk, I poured her a glass of red wineIt was a cold night, but the room was small, and the air conditioner heated up the atmosphere fairly quicklyWe started caressing each otherShe had red lips, blonde hair, and a deep horny eyesWe kissed, and I began to undress herShe had small breasts, but gentle and fun to play withIt was not long and we were both nakedI started to kiss her neck, and breast, and slowly. The next morning she got up and fixed breakfast just like every day. She placed her husbands morning news beside his coffee cup, then sat her sons’ plates in their place and sipped on coffee while waiting for them to emerge from their bedrooms. The three came out almost at the same time. All three sat down and ate while they talked about practice, grades and other stuff. The boys were the first finished. Each kissed Sam on the cheek as they went out to meet the bus. When the boys left, her. We have some skirts, some neat tops, and a couple of swimsuits each. We have to get the others out here, they will go nuts and the prices are ridiculously cheap. Sue says these are all closeouts or stuff that didn't sell, but we think their styles are great. Look, we have some more skirts to wear to hostess on the flights. Sue said they needed us to work as hostesses this weekend and the next."Steve and I were grinning, since we are both men who are always amazed at the excitement women show.