"Wait, Gina? Robbie Mortensen's Gina? So the rumor about you making him wet himself is true?" Dennis's intimidation switch moves a little on its own, ...nd I can't help but smile. Despite that, I try to act innocent."I dunno about that," I hedge. "Gina said she needed help with Prof. Frankens's class, and I said I would." Does Robbie know?" Do I care?" I retort, surprised by my own confidence.Dennis lets out a loud guffaw, before slapping me on the back. "You really are a geek, and not a dork,". One of her coworkers ( wearhouse worker ) needed a ride home due to his vehicle was in the shop. Normally my wife wouldn't care about this type of personal problem but this particular guy happened to be a black twenty four year old well built guy. As always my wife was wearing a mid thigh length skirt and button up blouse. She had sun tan thigh high stockings and today she happened to be wearing bikini panties and matching push up bra. Her coworker invited her in to burn one after they got to. "Andrew! What a surprise!" she says with a smile. "What brings you all the way out here? I thought you and your fiancée were still planning your wedding." Um, that's kinda what I came here to talk about, Mom," you say with an uneasy glance.Your mother simply looks at you in bewildered silence for a moment."Well, come in, Andrew. Tell me what's going on."Shortly after telling your mother about the whole ordeal and break-up between you and your fiancée while sitting in the kitchen together, your. Mr. Simmscomplimented me on how trim my figure was in the latest outfits thecompany sent over. I almost did actually swoon then! Hah! No, notreally but it did make me feel happy inside. Ms. Cambrai suggested Istart doing special workouts to build up my legs a bit more. My legsand my butt. Oops. Excuse me. My "derriere." Not weight workouts butmore aerobic, gymnastic stuff. Great! Now it's something else I haveto add to my schedule.Paul, of course, already knew just the place where.