The weight of your handbag would save you from any mugger anyway. The quickest route home cuts through the old abandoned industrial units, just five m...nutes to the next main road and perhaps the purchase of a bottle of red zinfandel and your favourite pizza for a quiet evening meal. Almost as soon as you lose site of the main road behind you sense someone close, following you. Your pace increases just slightly, your stockinged feet making barely a sound without your shoes. Quickly you get. “I like your plaid shorts, Cal,” she said as she looked him over, noticing the lump in the plaid shorts. Cal, licked his lips inadvertently, as she stood over the bike with the slightly too-small pink shorts revealing the outline of her pussy as she stood before him. “Why don't you get off your bike and join me on the porch for a few minutes?” Kelly, smiled and leaned over the bike to put down its kickstand, giving Cal an eyeful of her firm butt cheeks peeking from below the booty shorts. When. I had some delicious breakfast at the Lafayette Room after my workout; then afterwards I took a shower and called Le Salon at Tysons Corner Center for a hair appointment. I usually look more different when I travel on my many humanitarian trips with my hair in a ponytail and plain, comfortable clothes. But when it comes to social and cultural events, I want to look my very best.Three hours later, with my black shoulder-length hair in a relaxed updo, I went into my hotel room, slipped on my. He had a wife, a boy here in the high school, and two girls in the middle school, one sixth and one eighth."I like what you've done with the place."The look he gave me wasn't the friendly greeting I'd expected.He looked back down at the file he'd been reading. There was a chair in front of his desk. I sat down.Maybe Tami's telepathy thing is contagious, cause I suddenly KNEW the file he was reading was mine.After a couple of minutes he looked up and smiled. "Tony, glad to have you back."I.