.. like I said I was looking for the tanning oil (pointing to tanning oil) and I found it." I replied.She looked confused."No, what we're you doing wi...h my bra?"The wind knocked out of me... heart racing..."What? No. I didn't even notice that there..." You like how it smells?"flabbergasted..."huh... ?" you like the smell... of my boobs?"Nothing. I've got no response.She gets closer to me now... she leans in close to my face, her body inches from mine...She whispers in my ear... "what if put. Wed: So I pull up and she is already parked and stretching as I get out and make eye contact I say "hey your in my spot". She smiles and shakes her head puts her head phones on. She keeps stretching but I notice her checking me out just a little as I start to stretch near her. I was wearing running tights and you can see a good print of my dick when I am in those. I think I saw her looking at my dick but I wasn't sure and when I go to make eye contact she runs on down the path. I begin to. I then spent the nexthour trying to dry off my tail and hair. I was so happy when I wasfinally done, so I could go and get dressed. I ended up in a pair ofrather tight low-rise jeans and a green spaghetti strap tank top. ~~~I wanted to spend the rest of the day in front of the television, butMom had other ideas. She wanted to do more shopping. The day before, wehad neglected to get me more than one pair of shoes. She said that itwas unacceptable for a girl to only. He wanted to know what had happened. She was non-responsive, a deaf-mute, a shadow-girl. She didn’t exist, she knew that this man would know that simple fact of her life better than anyone else in this alley. He told her he didn’t want to take her to jail, that he thought he knew what had happened. If he guessed right, would she tell him he was right, he asked gently. He talked to her, told her what he thought had happened, told her about her missing hair, why her head hurt, what the taste in.