As they began to relax a little while we were waiting for the drinks from the nearby replicator, I could see just how tired they were. They were all y...wning and fidgeting. They were obviously beyond their comfort level on something.My mother was not saying anything, just letting them work on getting their courage up. The coffee and tea came. We passed it around and the ladies started drinking it. The effect the coffee had in itself seemed amazing. I later found out that the AI was worried and. Sally was slim. Her clothes snug but demure, highlighting just a hint of cleavage and revealing a smidgeon of well shaped leg.She slowly peeled off her top - a pullover. Up, up she drew it, her creamy skin coming into view. Her midriff was revealed. It was magnificent. She must keep herself fit, there was not an ounce of fat and her six-pack muscles were just visible. Up further, teasing, slowly revealing. Now her bra-clad breasts were visible. A black bra, plain but enticing, holding those. Okay, it was a little childish. On the other hand, she’d seen enough kids whose injuries from car crashes were worse because they hadn’t been wearing their seat belts that she would have been willing to go through the ritual every time she rode in a car to see one fewer.The church parking lot was nearly empty, and Eric parked near a lighted door which looked busy. Once they were inside, Mrs. Grant took Valerie in one direction while Eric escorted her in another. That took them into the front of. ." You know. To get in my pants." Mmmm ... I'm sorry about that, Bridget."All of a sudden I was again wrestling with a dilemma, not for the first time. I really did want to know her. I do want to know her. I care about her, very genuinely. I'm absolutely certain about that. But, without her having the slightest knowledge, I also really want to get in her pants! I decided that it's O.K. for me to keep thinking about it. And I'm still confident that it's not my goal to sleep with Bridget. I'm.