And this sexy girl is working there, and it’s really hard for old men to change their ways. So that café is where I am going to buy my coffee, at l...ast until that girl quits, then I might have to find another café.”He drags her down into the sofa. She tries to push away, half-heartedly, and her eyes blaze when she tries to keep looking annoyed. His arms pin her down. He pushes her into the corner of the sofa. She is tipsy from the drinks, and she cannot keep up the appearance of irritation. “Does it stink in here, or is it just me? Look, buddy. David, right? Look, David, I respect that you have a job to do, but you have disturbed a very special moment for both of us, especially Xiao here. Apologize to her, now!” I ordered the man, who turned to face Xiao and began stuttering out an apology, clearly terrified of me.“And now to me,” I insisted.“Yes, sir ... sorry, Mr. Saunders. I mean no disrespect here,” he told me.“Reverend Saunders!” I spat out, demanding a correction.“Yes, of. "Oh my gosh!" a feminine voice gushed behind me while we were in line. Iturned around to find a girl my own age staring at me in shock, rightbefore she wrapped her arms around me in excitement. Out of the cornerof my eye I saw Mason jump to his feet from the bench he and Cole weresitting on, which caused me to laugh.The girl started laughing with me, presuming that I was laughing at herantics. That only caused me to actually laugh at her antics."You're Sarah Carerra!" she screamed once she had. He feels that other people may enjoy andget turned on reading about my experience into“peeping”.I guess I should tell you a little about myself. Firstoff let me say, I am not an experienced writer. I amnot one to discuss things of a sexual matter, exceptof course with my husband.I am a forty-eight year old, married mother of three.I will call myself “Joan”. I am 5’8 and weighapproximately 175 pounds. I have long curly reddishbrown hair and blue eyes. I am a D-cup.