"How do you know me?" she whispered to me."Let's just say that if you need to get a ride home I'm your guy." She knew then who I was from the convers...tions we have had off and on for several months."Chris, right?" She remembered my name...it's her husband's name also."Nice to meet you in person," I replied. Trust me beautiful, the pleasure is all mine.Christina held my hand down. "You know I won you that money, right?" Well yeah, of course...if it had been me playing I would be broke as a. The thought made me more uncomfortable as I lay there, pulling my knees up and opening my lower legs, for the passing world to see my cotton knickers with the dampness spreading outward, surely a passing male could sense my need. Alas, no one about, fucking deserted, not a swinging cock to be seen. OK this calls for action, so I undid my grey skirt at the waist and eased the zipper down, raised my little butt and slid it off. I sat there marvelling at my naked legs, shapely and long, now clad. ’ He nodded at Linda and smiled politely and turned towards Alix. Alix did not miss his gesture of ignorance towards her sister and felt instant dislike for the man. ‘So, I’m Christan. What’s…’ Christan never got to finish. Alix turned her charm towards him, stopping him mid-sentence. Her gaze held unwavering into his and her lips curved sensually upwards. Her manicured nails trailed over his arm lightly, sending shivers through his body. She leaned her head gently towards him pulling her v-. When she'd opened the front door at eleven thirty and slipped inside, closing the door quietly, she'd found Mom waiting, sitting quietly with a side lamp on reading a book.Mom had smiled softly. "You're home. Did you have a good time?"Perhaps it was the way Keira said "Oh yes," that made Mom pat the sofa."Come. Tell me everything."Keira didn't know how, but somehow Mom knew and, rather than showing any disappointment, she'd cuddled and comforted and talked, letting Keira know what the limits.