I don't know whether to return tomorrow or not. I could spend all day there as it will be Saturday, or should I leave her until next week. If I can ...eep away for a while I might just have a corpse to dispose of ....THREE DAYS LATERI didn't go back for three days. Finally I could put it off no longer, I was beginning to worry that she might not have survived that long without anything to drink. Despite searching on the Internet I could find no news reports about a missing girl cyclist.So. So wanted to know more about him. I asked his details and came to know he lives nearby and is aged about 38.After getting comfortable with each other, He said he was free for the weekend and would like to meet me over the weekend. My curiosity took better of me and agreed to meet him at the Sipcot gate which is a common point for both our offices.The day finally came and in the evening at about 8’O clock I went on my bike to meet him with doubt filled head. I met him at the location and he. We kissed hard making sloppy sounds, my tongue had explored her entire mouth. We had to stop soon or things would go out of control and we might get caught. With all the force I could muster I separated myself from her. She smiled at me, her eyes were inviting me to take her. Her lips glistened with saliva rather our saliva. Playing with her boobs had its effects, her top had dropped giving away huge cleavage owing to my actions on them. The bra straps visible she was a mess already.I moved. When I went back inside I saw her bra on the floor and smiled, she has an excuse to return. Picking it up I looked at it and saw the tag that said she was a 40D Taking it into my bedroom I figured if she wanted it she had to earn it back.Several days later at work, she approached me and asked if I enjoyed our time together."Yea Deb I had a great time. Why are you worried?" I asked her"No no I'm not worried," she told me."Is everything okay at home?" I asked her."Can we talk about it later?" she.