Es war so verflucht heiß. Es musste mindestens 35 Grad haben. Selbst unter ihrem luftigen Sommerkleid war es kaum auszuhalten. Sie hatte heute noch e...niges in der Uni-Bibliothek zu tun gehabt und nun konnte sie endlich ins Wochenende starten. Sie strich sich eine Strähne ihres blonden Haares aus der Stirn. Sie sah auf ihre Uhr. Natürlich hatte der Bus Verspätung. Wenn sie noch viel länger hier draußen stand würde sie dank ihrer blassen Haut einen wirklich üblen Sonnebrand bekommen. Allerdings. He protested, as did you,that he wasn't looking for a woman nor did he want me to be amatchmaker."Mary went on to explain that Gary had recently been very depressed.Instead of rebounding from his disastrous divorce, he had beenwithdrawing to the extent that Mark was seriously worried for him. "I really hope you two hit it off. I don't expect he'll want to dateyou so have no fear of that. I just hope you can be friends. It may bejust the ticket to bring him back to his old self."Soon Gary. Her scent was mixed with lavender. Scott buried his nose between her legs and breathed her in. Kara opened her legs a bit and stepped out of her trousers, while running her hands though Scott’s hair. God, how she wanted him.Scott stood up, pulled back the blankets and then helped Kara into the bed. While he slipped off his sweater and pants, he watched her laying there, her hair spread out on the pillow like an angel. The shadows of his muscles were evident in the partial light, including the. "No," Scott finally said, and my heart finally started to slow. "He's gota date tonight, and probably won't come home until later in the evening."I sat down on one of the nearby benches, trying to catch my breath. Scottmade some excuse to leave and said he would see us later that evening.---"But why would he tell his wife?" I practically yelled the question at mydad. We were driving around town, trying to pass the time we had beforethe photo shoot. "Honey," he said in a tone that stated I.