You make note that she seems to be trying to hide her figure under a sensible outfit, but her wide hips and firm breasts still fill out the skirt suit...she has chosen today.Her dirty-blonde hair tied up in a loose bun, combined with her outfit, gave her the makings of a naughty librarian. Or teacher in this case. As your eyes follow along her form, you feel the familiar warmth of your erection growing down your pant leg. Luckily there's still twenty minutes left before the bell rings. Letting. I am not sure of what the reaction has been from guys in the dressing room, but I am sure they were pleased. On the way out of the mall, we saw from a distance the security guy who Carla had once gotten off in the park- ing lot. It brought up some real hot memories for both of us. As we walked to our car I saw a well-dressed distin- guished looking man — perhaps 60 — waiting on a bench near our car kind of peeping out from his Wall Street Journal at passersby. Between Carla’s. * The following three weeks passed by in somewhat of a blur, not that I don’t remember how the days were spent, but I say that because of how wonderful they were. During the times I wasn’t doing the things we all do to maintain or lives; working, sleeping and a hundred little things each day we do without thinking, I was somehow connected to this young blond nymph who had entered my life by accident just about two months prior. That is not to say that Jason and I did not continue our. .... mam=selle......=Ze roept het dienstertje en bestelt twee glazen wijn. Dan zegt zij: >geen mam=selle als-t-u-blieft, ik heet Elise. Hoe heet U? Wat is Uwvoornaam, of mag ik U niet bij Uw voornaam noemen?=>Ja natuurlijk wel, ik heet Charlotte.=Het is even stil. Het dienstertje brengt de twee glazen wijn. Ik pak hetglas op: >op onze kennismaking Elise.=>Ja Charlotte, ik vind het fijn je hier ontmoet te hebben. U gaat tochal niet veel uit en U moet het toch daar eenzaam hebben, zo.