Affronting her boss was the last thing Daphne wanted to do, even if she was aware she was doing it. And she was not. She was aware of what was happeni...g to her, more as an out-of-body experience, not as a sexual experience. She had had her dick fondled only by women before-girls really-in high school. These had always resulted in quick ejaculations earning her a reputation for being quick on the trigger. This had given her a certain popularity since girls knew a quick hand job was as far as. There was no one around. I held her hand tightly and walked in the park with trees all around. There we started exploring each other as our inner demons came to life. I kissed her hard and started my hand gestures. After about 3 minutes, I managed to grab her boobs over her clothes, pinning her to the wall and then grinding my dick over her hole.While making out, I grabbed hair and spanked that juicy fucking ass. Accordingly, my hand movement shifted too and also hers. She became more bold and. We agreed to meet at 19:30, just in case.That morning, I slept in until 10:00, got up and performed my morning Tai Chi regimine. Then ate a healthy breakfast homemade chuckwagon, eggs fried over hard, chicken fried pork steak, kale, toast and strawberry jam. I spent the afternoon with Christian Select, Lawerence Fitzhugh and Paul Owen at this dodgy golf course Owen’s uncle is buying. The course was okay, the decour was cheap & outdated and most of the staff were either on probation or working. A mental contract with myself to just have her as a friend in my life, nothing more, released me enough to find her cell phone number and call her. Talking to her on the phone brought visions of pale red hair, soft brown eyes, freckles and dimples and a bright wit. Just talking to her had brought a smile to my face. Very few people were capable of that feat.As I stepped off the bus I checked my watch, eleven forty-five. Perfect. Glancing around I oriented myself and started walking. Somewhere.