If this had been any other day having no friends to play with, Luke wouldjust have ridden his bike on the block. Not today though, riding alone wasnot...appealing to Luke.Then there was an unexpected knock on the door. It had to be from a kid asthe knock was too light to be from an adult. Luke was hoping that Blakechanged his mind about them hanging out. Luke's best friend was upset athim and the little boy did not know why. Maybe Blake was not mad anymoreand came over.Alice opened the door and. She did have hair between her legs, not much, just a little rectangle above the plump split of her pussy. She was beautiful.She got her son quieted down and put him back on the mattress, then turned to go back down the hall. Right at the doorway, she stopped and turned around."Alan, have you ever seen a naked girl before?"Well, I admit I had been looking at her quite intently, committing every curve and feature of her magnificent body to memory for my jack-off session in bed later."Um, no, I. "I'm not falling asleep," I said in my crisp English accent, looking at him directly, and trying to be as polite as I could, despite my inner turmoil. "I guess it's late though, I might not have been concentrating." In many ways, this was the truth."Can I see your license please?" he was polite, and as I looked at him I noticed his colleague standing some feet back.I reached for my purse, pulling out my license and handing it to him."Registration." His voice was matter-of-fact.The glove. There was one ship left out. John had the sense to send it to Lockheed or maybe better to use it as a backup.“Mr. President. It looks like you’re getting ready to leave sir.” Susan Garnet said.“Yes?” John remembered seeing her but did not recognize her.“Susan Garnet, Masters in English and Teaching. I was in the bunch that followed you out of Seattle. I’m next we have English class.” Susan giggled.“How are you adjusting?” John asked.“Very well sir.” Susan smiled. “I’ve worked on the sidewalk.