I thought of her beside me, snuggled into the hood of her jacket, pretending not to be cold.She would sit just looking at the trees; her eyes alight w...th wonder, like a small child. And she would run, kicking at the drifts of fallen leaves, laughing and gasping as they crackled and crunched beneath her feet, barely noticing the misting rain, creating a halo as it settled on her hair.A line from a song drifted into my head: "You always loved this time of year".Well, not quite.Actually, a lot of. After lunch we go outside and start working in the flower beds as we are working i cant take my eyes off seeing her bent over and that big ass under her mumu and notice she isnt wearing a bra and them big saggy tits hanging down is really turning me on. After supper that night she tells me she going to get a shower, after she gets done i go in to get my shower and when I get in the bathroom i notice her mumu on the floor,I reach down to move it and find her big granny panties and also her wet. "I mean, you're the uber-talented designer, I'mjust a clothes horse with a face." No," Sarah quickly corrects me, "you're a supermodel. You really coulddo this professionally." Um, are you forgetting the small problem with that?" I sigh. "No modelagency's going to hire a former boy. Or a current boy..." How many times do I have to tell you," Beverly interrupts, "you'll neverknow until you try. And you know I'm not just referring to modelling,right?" Yeah," Sarah says. "All the time you've been. My in-laws had given me a gift facial there a few years back. Sondra's had no openings but took my cell number in case somebody cancelled.I needed a cell so Paul or daycare or the parents could contact me at any time with an emergency I needed to attend to before the other things I had to do first. But today Paul wasn't going to call and Sondra's might. I drove to the mall in which it was located. That was as good a place to shop as any and, if an appointment became available, I would be right.