” Trudy said, deliberately focussing on the only visible part of her underwear to see her reaction and omitting her dislike for Della’s choice of ...ootwear. Della playfully performed a pirouette for Trudy on tiptoes and Trudy was pleased that her dining companion had been perfectly fine with her comment about her hosiery.“You look quite well turned out yourself,” Della noted, “Shall we?”They entered the restaurant which had soft lighting and even softer music playing in the background. There was. Pim’s long slender hand felt so small and feminine in mine. The feeling of just holding Pim’s hand was so thrilling for me after all these years of fantasizing about her. We walked out of the pool together and sat on our chairs and took another sip of our cold drinks. The hot sun quickly dried our bodies and Pim went to lie down on the sun-bed again. Pim’s swimsuit model body highlighted by the yellow bikini dazzled me. Pim looked over at me and said, “Rob, the sun is really hot today and I. ”“No silly man, that would be garlic.” She scoots her bare ass back on the counter.His fingers transfer a kiss from his lips to her wet pussy, “I’ll see you later.” He hustles to the stove, erection bobbing up and down, and moves the offending skillet off its burner.“Saved by a dick!” she applauds.“Quite a unit, isn’t it? What an aroused dick can’t do.”“Apparently most anything but fit back into some underwear once it gets excited.”She playfully slaps it. “Down boy, we got a dinner to cook.”He. ”“I’m not. I know what’s likely to happen. But, on the off chance...”“I promise,” I said. “If I change my mind, you’re the next in line...”Sofia laughed, “Cute! I suppose now’s the time to tell you that I’ve been talking to a guy at Loyola. Nothing serious yet, but I’m going on a date with him next Friday.”“I’m glad to hear that, and I’m also sad, if you know what I mean.”“Oh, I do,” she giggled. “Once you’ve had Sofia Katsaros, you don’t want to let her go!”“You have been hanging around Cindi.