By the time I hit the street it was 7 pm. It was still light out, but the shadows were growing longer. I walked on a main drag, every so often cutting...down the side streets and coming back out on the main drag again. I knew I looked sexy, with my tiny short-shorts and black shoes and socks rolled down, and the pink lipstick! I wore the pink lipstick because it was noticable but not too obvious. Because looking the way I was looking, the attention I was gonna get was either from some horny guys,. Or blossomed is the word I'd like to use, for that's what it is when inhibitions are loosed and reluctance gives way to acceptance.Cheryl's beauty was undeniable, like her sexuality as she knelt on the stained kitchen floor completely naked. Peter held her head with his left hand and the video camera with his right, aiming the lens at Cheryl and capturing her oral attentions in living color. I wasn't sure we'd be able to use that video for anything on my website, but I did wonder what sort of. As it happened they worked out very well. He was a fantastic gardener that seemed to be able to control natures wild impulses and make things grow that shouldn't have had a chance. Gina proved to be an excellent cook and she sure could keep the house extremely clean and organized. The only place I didn't allow either of them to go was in the security part of the basement where the surveillance stuff was and where I kept Horrible Horace's notes. Even though all that stuff was behind locked. Like, the guys who used to be a boyfriend to one of my friends, I always unfriended the guy when the two broke up.” She paused again, lowering her voice. “Usually because the ex-boyfriend began trying to chat me up after they separated.”I nodded, not really that surprised, given how hot she was.“Ready to go?” I wondered.She nodded, turning to grab a plastic container to stash the strawberries. Then, we were heading out the door, with her locking it behind us.Unsurprisingly, it was already after.