”“You know that stuff?”“No. I just know that the CSIRO unit is in Parkes.”She seemed defeated by my lack of engagement. “Well, nice talkin... to you.”“Bye.” I went back to Bony, who was still involved with a death in Queensland. But it didn’t last long. This time it was a slightly older woman. She, too, moved on. But I realized that I was just prey sitting here. I’d have to find a different site for reading. I finished my beer and went out for a walk, taking the Upfield with me.I walked down. I looked pretty damn hot I thought if I should say so myself!The guys found a poker game in full swing when we entered with a bunch of big shots and a huge fat man sitting their with a cowboy hat, bolo tie and a fringed suede jacket. The guy was puffing on a cigar and was kind of loud and laughing alot. He had a big chubby bleached blonde bimbo standing behind him. She was dressed cheaply, not sexy like me, just cheaply but I'm sure she thought she was the cat's meow. Every now and then she'd. My visitor’s body was curvaceous. I could almost feel my hands around her waist, the tips of my fingers twitching at the thought. Maybe if I just reached out.I gulped. Shit. She was in my room. It’s so messy in here.“Don’t worry about the mess,” she said, reading my mind. Her hand lightly touched the ‘V’ of my abdomen. “Anywhere is better than out there in the rain, right now.” She glanced up and down my body, taking in the fact that, yes, I do workout. “Wow,” She muttered. Her eyes met mine. I. I couldn't feel any knickers through her skirt. I slid my hand up under her the inside of her thighs and brushed my fingers over her shaven pussy. Her knees dipped as I did and she let out a quiet moan. I lifted her tight dress baring her perfect cheeks. Sophie put her head on her hands on the worktop and I ran a finger gently down from her lower back and between her cheeks. Her ass hole puckered when I paused there, teasing, then carried on down to her pussy. I slid my middle finger between.