..would he? After an awkward silence, there was no let up, no easy pass given by Paul, so Beth stood up silently and made her way upstairs.Moments lat...r, Beth reappeared, walking down the stairs. We both looked over to see her long legs stretching out, coming down one step at a time.As she got further down it was clear she intended to keep the bet. Dressed to impress, Beth rounded the bottom of the stairs and walked towards us. Our mouths dropped open.She was dressed in a black lace body that. Who are you?" "Scott?" He asked. "You mean you are a guy?" He laughed short feminine laugh at my expense when I nodded. Then he got quiet and said in a barely audible voice. "My name is Shirley, Shirley Westmore." "The Channel six weather girl?" I asked. "Mhmm." He nodded. "Scott Bevens, pleased to meet you." I thought I sounded a little silly with my feminine voice. Shirley said. "Well Scott, you should probably clean that stuff off your face and we should probably get dressed." I found the. We fucked a few more times that afternoon I watched her play with herself I told her next time I want her in dressed in stockings, high heels, sexy dress, Few weeks later she told me she was in Manchester for two days with her girl mates but she could tell them it was just one night but hubby thinking it was two. I booked a hotel at Manchester airport no prying eyes she turn up dressed as I wanted bit nervous (guilt I think) but we went to room I said go to bar for a few drinks but after we. " I'm so glad to have you as a best friend. Imagine if we didn't have each other, how difficult life would be?" she sighed. I didn't pick up on the sign this time, either. I still have to be the slowest guy on the planet when a beautiful girl throws a slow pitch right over the center of the plate. We turned around and leaned against the back of the picnic table, looking out over the calm waters before us. Sam shivered a little; although it was a warm evening, occasionally a hint of a cool.