Remembering that made her want to cum again. She closed her eyes and thought about her last email to Peter. Against her better judgement, she'd includ...d another photo of herself. She was wearing dark sunglasses and had her face turned just enough to make her comfortable nobody could identify her. She was naked except for a leather miniskirt, her hands raised just enough to cover her nipples, her legs open but the skirt still covering her privates. She couldn't bring herself to send a naked. “Hello” she answered.“Hi, it’s me. Whatcha doing?” I asked, with a grin she couldn’t see, but I’m sure she heard it.“Just waiting for you to call” she giggled. She had a lovely, melodic voice.We chatted for a bit, the sexual tension building as we talked. She described her new condo and told me how it was decorated. She described her bedroom, where she was while we were talking. It sounded to be a “girly” bedroom, with lots of frills and tons of pillows on the bed. Finally I asked about the. So I took an auto and reached home. But I didn’t have a lift, and no one was there to help me.I looked around, and I spotted that same guy in my society. He noticed that the groceries bag was heavy. He lifted the bag and dropped it at my doorstep. It was a good gesture from him. But I didn’t say thanks to him, and he didn’t say anything to me.After two weeks, I met him again at the same spot, and he dropped my bag at the doorstep again. I don’t know his name, but I understand that he lives in. As luck would have it, I hadn't managed to get laundry done and I was going commando. People in the main hall saw me as a flash of mini skirt and heels as I swept past.I got up to the second-floor hall and hurtled through the doors, I was going to make it, but I still needed to change into uniform! The door pulled open as I approached, I started to explain that I would be back in a minute after I got into uniform, but everyone was already there and somebody was taking my arm. Then I saw.