“We’ll have lot’s of fun. Can we rent a video?”I gave her a hug and a kiss, I told her that I had to get back to the shop. As we finished the ...ug, I spun her around and let my hands roam all over her tits. She pressed her back into me, and ran her left hand up and down my thigh. I knew that this would be the magic night that would be the result of my careful plotting for the last six months.I took Amanda out for pizza for dinner, and then we went to the video rental stores and she picked out a. She pulled a chair opposite to me and sat down, trying to recover her breath. Then, She crossed her legs at knees, took out an old nokia from her faded chocolate-colored purse and hunched over it and said, "just a sec, hon ... I'm switching off the phone." A momentary smile. Well, that eased a lot of tension. I also switched my phone off.So began my first date with Miss A. The manager of the restaurant came and apologized for the corner seat. It was almost dusky; the light from a dusty. The first foot encounters I can remember was when I was about 8 or 9 yrs old my mother worked nights so we always had a babysitter.. Most of the time my mother would work until the wee hours of the morning like 3 or 4 am which meant the babysitters would either sleep over or fall asleep until my mother came home then she would drive them home.. I had several babysitters growing up and I pretty much did this to all of them when the chance presented itself.. Late at night my younger siblings. Barbara pulled around the car and hollered out to the woman. "Hop in. I'll drive you someplace where you can get some help for the car."As she got into Barbara's car, she said, "Thanks for stopping. Screw the car. It's a rental and they can come and get it themselves. I just want to get back to my hotel and into some dry clothes."Her name was Marcy. She was an American. She was here on business and staying at the Park Hyatt on Avenue Road which was fairly close to where they were currently.