Your arms and hands move to cover my arms. Then your hands move even higher until they cover each of your breasts. Now my arms are crossed around you ...nd so are yours. In response to you fondling your breasts, the blonde woman moves behind her partner and wraps her hands around the waist of the redhead. As the music and grinding continues, her hands uncross and move down past the waist of the redhead until each hand rests inside her thighs. The redhead leans back and kisses her partner. When. He flipped it over to write on it. ‘Here’s my cell number,’ he said. ‘If you need anything at all, call me. Day or night.’ He handed me the card and I looked at the numbers written in a strong, bold hand. A flip of the card showed it wasn’t his card. It was for some truck stop. I could only imagine why a man would have the number for a truck stop in his wallet. I’ll never understand men. I slid the card into my purse and considered him silently as his plate arrived and he seasoned it to taste.. Her computer monitor chirped as she saw she had received another useless email. Wait. It was from the principal. The nearly thirty something year old brunette leaned forward to check out her screen; had there been any male students in the room they would have checked Miss Williams out. Her features were the make of a natural beauty, her curves just perfect. Many students tried to get a glimpse down Miss Long's blouses, some even knocked pencils and pens off their desk hoping she'd be nice. Once she lost the baby, she went a bit wild, going out a lot. She started going to parties without me, finally she became the star attraction at the parties ... and that was basically that and I cut all ties. I hit the bottle for a week or so after I found out that the marriage was over, felt sick afterwards and decided I wanted to stay in control all the time, so I stopped drinking altogether.”“And now ... Carrie?” Natalie watched Alan’s face closely and saw the pain flash across it like a.