Pretty regular if you go with descriptions.She hops out of the car, normally this time, both feet only stepping on solid ground. Turning, she waits fo... me."Alright. See ya later."Slightly confused, she stares, then smiles. "Oh, you don't have to worry, the place is empty tonight. We have it all to ourselves."I tell her i have a business meeting i have to prepare for tomorrow and that doing anything right now won't be possible. Teasingly taunting that she's gluttonous for sex if she's not. She could scarcely believe it even now.And his kisses had been so warm and soft. She licked her lips in the dark. She knew she would let him kiss her for hours, if he tried ... wanted to. And her brain told her she would probably let him do other things too, even though they were wrong.This wasn’t at all like she had thought it would be. She had steeled herself to receive his lustful looks and only as much physical contact as was absolutely required to snare him. She had known his touch would. ’ ‘Thank you. I like yours. I can relate to it ‘More so than the gutteral grunts of the butcher?’ ‘Yes or the resentful groans of his boy, sir.’ ‘Exactly – this is why I’m responding to you kindly. You seem very nice – special even.’ ‘You are kind, sir.’ ‘Thank you, Louisa. It’s a pleasure to be appreciated.’ ‘A shared one, sir.’ ‘Once in a while you meet someone quite special free from princess dogma.’ ‘Princess dogma sir?’ ‘Those long winded ladies that talk about ‘Me, Me, Me.” ‘That is the. I was too young and excited to let the factthat I was a boy bother me. I just took off my skirt and tee shirt andwaited for mom to help me get into my dress.The girl who signed the dress out to me called it a "Strawberry PrincessGown" and I could see why. It had strawberries all over it and a belt ofstrawberries around the waist. There was something under the skirt thatpushed it out like I see on the old movies, it was so pretty. Helen and her mother were right next to us and I made friends.