Fortunately, that changed when hubby said he was taking his kid shopping. “In that case, I’ll take the dog for a walk,” I said.I didn't waste an... time. I exchanged emails with Tim and arranged to meet him at the trailhead in thirty minutes — but I couldn’t promise any sex fun.He said it would be nice to meet a friend other than those at work.I dressed appropriately for the hike: leggings, sturdy footwear, and long sleeves. I didn’t look at all ‘hot’ but I didn't want ticks or mosquitos to get. She would need one much less as time went on. Being a divorced woman with a child was far less of an embarrassment than being a never-married woman with a child was. So, he figured, his best chance was to be the person she needed when she needed the title less.And Candy had the circle from UMW to give her advice. They were the new mothers in the church. They all knew what the latest advice was. He wasn’t terribly sure that the up-to-date advice of 1980 was better than the advice of 1950 had. "Because Fitzwater is a sexist pig. He won't take you seriously; you're a woman. He might listen to me. Maybe." I took a pack of cigarettes from my breast pocket, tapped out a smoke and lit it with my Bic lighter. "You really wanna do that?" My boss's eyes widened in surprise. "Hell no! But if you do it, you'll get shot," I shuddered as I took a drag and tried to keep my knees from trembling. Martha stepped to the Commander's side and tugged her shirt sleeve. "He's right Sheila, let him do it.". For some reason, she knew just what size he wore. Twenty minutes later, they quickly paid for their final purchases and walked out of the store. Heading towards the exit, they saw the limo was there waiting for them.Gary stood at the car and watched the door opening. He whistled, at seeing all the bags. Pulling out the key chain, he hit the trunk release and hurried over to help them. "Here, let me take those for you," he said, as he took the bags from Amber and Samantha. Carrying them over to.