" I came to talk to you," I said and he just grunted. "And I am on the footpath." I got nothin' to say to you," he said gruffly and looked behind him...."And I got a busy pub to run." I only need five minutes," I asked. "Please?"He looked through the window and shook his head. "You can come back at nine, but I am not changing my mind."I waited until I got out of hearing range and then swore loudly at his wretched pub. Suddenly Rhea's suggestion was looking increasingly good, if there was no pub. I found myself the object of many young men's desire, but wasn't really sure why. I met Zach on weekend with some friends at a pizza place, he was dating one of my close friends. Before I even met him I felt his eyes on me. I bent to pick up a quarter to stick into a game and as I bent I could feel his eyes on my ass. I watched him all night his black gorgeous hair blowing as he walked, his tight jeans held the contour of his firm ass, which was almost more than I could stand. I went home that. I chose a few pairs from all the colors, somehow I figured I would haveto be able to coordinate my lingerie with my clothes.After we got the start of my lingerie sorted out, I was led to the skirtssection. I was told that the Master wanted me to have a mid-thigh toknee length. He did not want me to show too much leg but he also did notwant me to be modest. There were all kinds of styles and colors tochoose from.I chose a few black, beige and cream colored neutrals first. I figured Icould. " Wait," I said, still puzzled, "you're really not mad?"She kissed me. "Of course not. It's normal for friends to think about each other like that. What? You think your mother never experimented with her best friend?" No way, really?" I asked. The fear I had was now completely gone.She nodded. "The second best lover I ever had, after you of course.I grinned, rolled on top of her and gave her a kiss. "For what it's worth though. I'm sorry."She shook her head. "Don't be. You wanted to kiss her,.