She still didn't likeit that Phil was infatuated by Cindy's form.But it was more complicated - much more.What killed Mandy about her jealously of how ...hil saw Cindy was theirony in how Mandy was super-attracted to Len's butt. It was attractionat first sight. She couldn't keep her eyes off it when Len wasn'tlooking. She didn't love Len - she loved Phil. But Lens' ass was was sotight and narrow and a perfect man's trim butt. She took up biking justso she could see Len's butt in all it's glory in. I didn't recognize anything; it was just trees and road, with the occasional driveway leading to a cabin. Near most of the driveways were little signs, naming the cabin. They were usually dumb names or puns. I couldn't imagine ever wanting to put something like that out by the road so everyone driving by saw it.The scenery inside was definitely better. I twisted myself in my seatbelt, leaned back against the edge of the seat and pretended to close my eyes. In that position, I could really check. After he left, I said, "He is treating us like cows right everyone?"Anne said, "Yes he is. What are you thinking?"I said, "He put us outside when he mucks out the stalls."Amy said, "So what does that mean?"I said, "We act like cows. When he lets out of our stalls, body presshim. Then the first one who can, grab that cell phone on his hip andcall 911. If not that, the wall phone."Karen said, "I got your train of thought. They trace the call, and the cops will show up. It can work. Great thinking. The conversation, going well, I leaned in for a kiss and was met with enthusiastic acceptance. I remarked, that already this date had gone better than my first. She agreed. I asked if we could take a cab back to her place. She said there was no need, she lived two blocks away. We get back to her apartment and as soon as the door closes, we’re pressed up against it kissing. I could feel with my cock that her pussy was steaming. I started rubbing between her legs over her black, rayon pants. My.