He drove out to an outlet mall that had among all its stores three stores that were his favorites. Finding golf type shirts in a pattern he liked alon... with a shirt material that didn’t require ironing after washing was a quick thing for him to do. He purchased four shirts and two pairs of washable no-wrinkle pants. Finding shirts he liked that weren’t tucked into the waistband was another matter. There were some but with one exception he didn’t care for the pattern on the shirt and only. " Peeping Tom?" she replied."Yep, and I got him here in my van. Want to have some fun?" I asked."Hold on…." As she typed her answer, I saw the light go out. Within a minute, here she came scurrying across the lawn in only a light, almost see-thru robe and house slippers, she climbed into the back of the van.My arms went around her, pulling her to me, kissing her passionately on the lips, my hands holding her cheeks, our bodies pressed together intimately. She gasped as I released her as my. " She opened the door and immediately closed it before it opened all the way. “And this is my bedroom.” I walked to the center of the room spinning around looking at all the posters on her ceiling. As I turned back toward her she pushed me down on the bed and quickly stripped herself of her tank top. She ran her hands up both my legs, over my balls, and up my dick. “Let’s see what kind of horsepower you have down here,” she said looking up at me while unbuckling my belt. She came up and kissed. I had to fix it. So I did the only thing I could think of to do. I grabbed both our cups and dumped them on the ground.We looked at each other, and I saw that your tears had stopped. In fact, it looked like you had never been crying at all. You were smiling at me just as broadly as you do in your picture. You asked me if we could be together now, and I said we should try. Then, at the same time, in the slow motion we sometimes have in dreams, we reached out our hands toward each other. .