Jake was wary of such a large purse and stood what he thought was a safe distance away. His brother had always said he wouldn't go into his wife's pur...e for fear of losing an arm, and Jake had similar fears watching Molly dig through hers. His fears dwindled and a smile played over his face as he watched her empty the bag, muttering all the while.Out came a hair brush, a wallet, a cell phone and an MP3 player. So far, Jake considered, so normal. Then there were a few brochures, for the library. "We'll be just fine," I added as we headed for the door. "Good night, Lori. Hope you're able to sleep in tomorrow."Molly and I stepped outside. I picked up my bicycle, and we walked down the sidewalk, aware that Lori Wilkinson was watching us until we rounded a corner and moved out of her sight.We walked slowly toward Molly's house, reluctant to part company. We talked quietly about the upcoming school year, about soccer, about nothing. When we stopped in her driveway, her house was dark."It. As she spoke I noticed her perfect teeth and her gorgeous smile. We began going over how chemicals combine into compounds and how they interact with each other. Then I showed her how to find the molecular weights and all that jazz. As I stood over her I couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing a bra which gave me a perfect view of her tits. This caused my cock to rise to attention. She must have noticed because I could hear here giggle under her breath and she positioned herself in such. Her almost innocent demeanor and friendly smile identified her as one of those rare females—that if you're lucky—you get to meet once in a while. There was such a peaceful feeling of tranquility about the wooded setting—I felt an instant desire to be a part of it.While I could see there was room on the green park bench where she was sitting, I was hesitant to join her. You know how—when you spot a colorful butterfly you take special care not to disturb it—lest it take flight.Catching my eye,.