I was wearing a pair of tights, high heels, and a belly baring crop top, with a little bolero style jeans jacket. My hair is shoulder length, frosted ...londe, and I was wearing pink lipstick and carrying my little black clutch purse. I was sitting at an outside table and sipping a latte through a straw, and looking over my shades as he approached.As usual, he was wearing a suit and white shirt with no tie. He is a very distinguished guy, mid 50s, gray hair - so I was proud to meet him in a. We watched the storm together. “I guess I’ll sober up, then drive home during a lull. I wasn’t drunk, more like a buzz. If I stopped drinking for an hour or so, I would be fine to drive home. I wanted to jump into his bed, but at the same time I didn’t want him to think I was that kind of girl. “You’re welcome to sleep in my bed tonight.” It was like he could read my mind. “Then where would you sleep?” “In my bed too. It’s a big bed.” “I don’t know.” I didn’t know if I could trust myself. I put a blanket on the table and she put sleeping Jessie on the table and strapped him in. I thought she was kind of rough with him, but obviously, she knew her baby and he slept right through all of it."Will you just look at this??" she said with some irony and disgust. I looked as she lifted her shirts up over her tits. One tit was flatter or more empty than the other. The other, her left, was plump and full and seemed ready to burst. She motioned for me to lock the door and I did. When I got. The fact that it was all Japanese didn't surprise me, it wasthe fact that I could easily read it that did. "Advanced Calculous,University Of Tokyo, property of Mizuno Ami." I scrambled to find a student ID of some sort, and in doing soI noticed the dark blue hair shining as it just reached my shoulders.With a definite smile I located a student ID card for Juuban JuniorHigh, where I was an entry-level student. "Entry-level? But that's just grade seven, and I'm makingperfect sense of a.