She had undulated through life in tight, short, low-cut clothing that showed off her statuesque body, and as much flesh as the law allowed, and then s...me. She never varied from her titillating dressing policy, even though her choice of erotic clothing sometimes provoked crass, vulgar reactions from guys who were watching her strut her stuff, always looking like she was asking for it. She had always been willing to put up with the occasional outbursts of rowdy, offensive behavior by guys,. While Janet talked on the phone I left the house with Mikah for her walk. Mikah was a star in the hood. The people both black and white spoke to her. Some of them either just nodded or ignored me completely as I walked with her.On that Monday morning the ‘cat lady’ was standing in her front yard waiting for me. Spring has definitely sprung, I thought.“Good morning,” I said trying to pass by without stopping.“Have you got a moment,” she asked.“Sure,” I said impatiently.“I had to have my cat. He was breathing down my neck, I could feel his glance flowing down under my blouse. I had only noticed now that I was leaning over a firm bulge, I was startled at first, but then again the heat was making me drowsy. His hand had gently embraced my hip. I could feel the micro vibrations of his fingers. I started moving my body, my ass scrapped over the bulge of his jeans. This was just the sign he had been waiting for. His hands swept down my body, clutching my legs, and then ran over my. She has a small grim on her face. Looking up at me with her blue eyes full of lust and longing. “M..m..may I please Sir?” She asks. “Mmmmmm yes you may” I said softly. Susan, her eyes never leaving mine reached out with her hand and lightly caressed my cock through my pants. She starts to trace the outline of my cock through my pants with one finger. She lightly rubbed her finger up one side and then down the other side. Susan then took her finger and scratched with her finger nail lightly.