So, very gingerly I took hold of the panties and walked overto the young sales girl standing by the counter."Can I help you with something, miss?"Miss... She called me miss. Well that was a start. It was also the firsttime anyone called me that and it boosted my confidence."Oh yes, I was wondering if these panties were part of a set. I'mlooking for a 36B bra that will match." I think you may be in luck. I'm pretty sure it does have a matchingbra. Let me check for you." She said as she walked to. Why don't you take him to lunch and explain the problems and then bring him back here for a...demonstration. Now Anya, make sure he understands this is a very private matter. I don't want him telling his buddies about this problem, or anyone else." "I'll make him understand Grandmother. Now if Jake freaks out on me, you can wipe that part of his memory. If he doesn't want to take the case, I don't want to have him scared off. He's a great guy and I really like him." Yes dear, so you've said.. Which is why I have so much disdain for psychology. Because I do look at it this way. However they do a good job of explaining how to adapt these techniques for uses beyond picking up guys." The last she said grinning and hitting me with those sea green eyes again. I felt my breath catch in my throat as she brushed a few stray bangs of her black hair away from her face."So anyway, the author says that when I look right at you and smile like this I'm engaging your full attention. Not just of. Strange, she thought why would he be texting her as they had barely spoken over the past 6 months since their k**s started school together. In fact last time they saw each other which was only a couple of days ago all he did was give her a smile and said nothing. Sam, opened the message and she couldn't believe what she read - 5 words. "I want to fuck you" Sam was surprised because he seemed like a quiet shy guy and with them both being married he was taking a huge risk sending the message. Sam.