"Glad I can help" I reply. Lisa then kisses me passionately. Our tongues are wrestling as we grope each other. She breaks the kiss and gives me a wink... "I'll see ya around." I nod and smile as she walks away. I sit back down on the recliner catching my breath. This party has only been going on for about half an hour and I'm already a little exhausted. Gwen told me that these parties can last HOURS! She said that last summer, the party lasted an entire night starting at 2300 and ending around. I'm to meet him here." She falters at the open disapproval in his eyes, then startles violently at the warm touch of a mans hand on her shoulder. "It is fine, Jacques. We will introduce her around." The low, resonant voice belongs one of the two men, the rolling r's of his speech, the cadence, magnificently French. Glancing behind her, she takes in the aesthetic features framed by dark hair, high, prominent cheekbones, cold blue eyes, thin, sensual lips, the lithe, tense body. "Whom are you. It might take your mind off your age and will get you out from under my feet."I stalked out in an offended huff and retired to the pub, drowning my sorrows in a couple of pints. I was leaning on the bar reading a newspaper that some previous customer had abandoned when it leapt off the page and hit me right between my eyes:"Parachute Jumping. The ultimate thrill and adrenaline rush. Classes starting soon. Contact blah blah blah..."I couldn't phone quick enough and I was soon registered as a. Jay and I had planned a day out in Birmingham shopping and as it was so nice we decided to have some fun on the way. We have a convertible and Jay just loves to show off in it when we are out driving. Today was no exception as she dressed in a very short, light green summer dress, complimented with a pair of matching high heels. The effect was stunning as the combination of heels and her short dress really emphasised her long legs. The button up dress already had a few buttons undone and her.