Whenever she’d come over in a pair of shorts or a dress wearing her heels it was hard for me to keep my eyes off her shapely body. Her calves and th...ghs were exceptionally well toned and firmed up and I could only imagine what they’d feel like wrapped around my waist.Surprisingly, she was a bit embarrassed with the size of her tits and had mentioned about getting a breast reduction at some time. She never really liked how guys would stare at her chest and rarely look into her dreamy eyes. Amy. Scheming ways to somehow run into Ms. Blossom was a part of the incentive to stay home, too. An upscale neighborhood, she lived alone in a rather large house. A divorce a few years earlier had netted her the home. Her two kids, a few years behind Brad in school, lived across town with their father. Brad woke up around ten, which was typical for him on a weekend. Also typical was finding Ms. Blossom working on her garden in the late morning hours. She was again hard at work on this hot morning,. Looking back at the girl standing about 30 feet away from us I had to agree. Her hair was pulled back into an off-centered ponytail; she had thick, large rim glasses and when she smiled, the sun made all the wire from her braces glitter."Go talk to her, man, it's your turn," Chuck said nudging my leg. We were sitting on a short wall outside the apartment complex where Jessie lived and the girl lived somewhere in the same complex. I hadn't seen her before and figured she must be new to the. ”I sat on the bed next to her. When she smiles big and genuine, her eyes sparkle. They did now.“Oh… what?”“Your sense of humor. Your jokes. You have the timing of a professional comic.”“My dad says I’m funny.”“Oh, does he?” I looked up and down at her sexy naked little self, now that she was relaxed again and reclining back in the pillows. “I bet he’d say a lot of things if he saw you right now.”“Is that what the interview is all about?”“Yes, and no. Ready?”She wasn’t quite.“Why my phone?”“So.