Those boys were looking in awe at me. I was about to take the conversation to the next level. But an old lady came to me and asked for the window seat...to sleep with her legs rested.That interrupted the flow. But I had to squeeze in and sit with those boys. So I felt it was a good deal. As she moved in and slept, I went on to say excuse me and the boy next to me moved. I told him to relax and sat. My thighs were rubbing against his legs. He was seeing only my thighs.I coughed to get him back to. Every other day, that stupid rowing machine has been moving across the room. At first I thought there was something wrong with it to make it move like that. Then I realized someone was moving it.”“Occam’s razor,” Dexter said. At her puzzled expression he said, “The least complicated explanation is usually the best explanation.”“Yesterday I sat down, and came up with a list of suspects.”Dexter asked, “How many names were on the list?”“One,” Samantha said.The woman on the Stair Master had to stop. Her muffled sound vibrated my now rock-hard cock. Her hips dipped and swayed each time my fingers neared her pussy. She was manoeuvering to have my fingers explore her folds further. I was teasing her to enhance her arousal with anticipation. I relishing the view of her head sliding up and down my pole. When my hands completely left her body, she moaned longingly. Letting my cock slip from her mouth, she looked up to see why I wasn't touching her and had begun to shift about. I was propping my. Maria tilted her headslightly. Samantha held her breath and waited for the Maria's answer.Samantha looked deep into Maria's big brown eyes and for a second theylooked like Mario's eyes. Clear, deep with intelligence. Then they weregone and it was Maria's eyes again. Maria answered with "No, should I? Ishe someone you met here? Is he cute? He better not be too cute, Andy hasset you up with one of his friends who's suppose to be gorgeous"Samantha didn't know what to do. This thing has gone way.