Hundreds of people walk past my truck, but not her. I finally arrive at the cold reality, she won’t be calling me. I won’t get to see her beautifu... face again. I drive back home with a broken heart. Every time my phone rings, my heart jumps with joy hoping it is her. Each time I am disappointed. The voice on the other side of the phone is never her. I get to the point I hate my phone and question my sanity. I turn it off and put it away to gain some control over the situation. I can’t leave it. His tongue darting in my mouth and me returning mine made my panties moist instantly. His hand running through my thick, curly auburn red hair in the summer night was very sensual. We touched and we kissed and petted and felt each other over many times. The moisture between my legs soaked my leopard panties quickly. We couldn't do everything we wanted to do there. We had to end it and plan on meeting again. The anticipation of our next meeting kept me in wet panties around the clock. I wanted. "Gran," he spluttered, "I didn't think you'd wear anything like that." "Like what?" Diane teased. "Well, the bikini, a two piece," Colin said, gasping again. "No, I Suppose you saw me in a knee length one piece," Diane laughed. "Well, now you seen me in this, do you like it." "Its great, gran," he responded enthusiastically, and together they went to the pool and dived in.They swam up and down for a while and at one point, they bumped into each other. This began the usual ducking and diving. You didn't have a good time?" It was better than I expected, but your friends are a back stabbing bunch. Three of them asked me for a date." Of course they did my Nubian Princess. You are one very sexy looking lady." You don't care that your friends were hitting on me?" Would they be stealing you away from me? Taking my girl from me?" Of course not. You and I are not in a relationship." They know that Princess. They know who my girlfriend is so they know that all you and I are to each other is.