Against the left wall is a table with bottles of alcohol and about 5 glasses. Suddenly 4 of the guys from work walk out from the shadows, adding to my...confusion. I see Tyrone, Alex, Lenny and Tyler. "What's going on here?" I ask. "You have Rick to thank for this." Says Tyrone. He's a tall 6'0 black man who's built like a tank. "Why, what's going on?" I ask a little worried. They start to walk over and lead me to the couch where they surround me. "This is Rick's birthday present to you." Says. ’ I can see she is interested, both by the not knowing what to expect and the anticipation of what it could be. She runs her tongue around her lips and shift back and forth on her chair. Both sure signs she is getting excited. ‘OK, sure,’ she says. The waitress returnes and I pay for the meal. When I help Ann with her coat I make sure I run my fingers lightly over her neck. A sure erogenous zone. We talk of nothing much on the ride home, just what two old married people talk about. The kids. The phone went dead. She looked at the receiver of the phone a littlein shock. Suddenly feeling more alone then she ever had. Her hands shook asshe hung up the phone. I am being silly she thought to herself. A five-minuteone-sided conversation made her think about her life and the direction it wasleading. Sadness overwhelmed her. She needed more. A few days later after returning home from workshe prepared herself a small dinner and sat down to read the evening paper.As she raised her fork to. . um, yes, I own it. Is there something wrong?" she asked. Sara was too ashamed to look into the eyes of the newcomer at first, but as her eyes drifted up from the woman's feet in front of her, she took in a stunning package of femininity. Stunning legs led to flared hips, then to a very trim waist. Perched above the woman's flat abdomen was a very delicious set of breasts, their firmness beyond question. The bikini she wore left very little to the imagination, displaying the redhead's ample.