" I found an apron on the table and picking it up, I tiedit around my waist as I did a slow spin. I did couple of hip swings fromside to side, listeni...g to the sweet rustle of the petticoat. "Such arethe dreams of the everyday housewife...." I regained the duster and dancedthrough the set dusting, dreaming and pirouetting as Angela sung.I had to fake the picture album and "crumpling flower" part, but Imanaged a twirl into a chair as I looked at the imaginary pictures andcrossed my legs. I rose. The box curtain was wide open and one couple and five men stopped, and watched her abuse my wet pussy, then she slowly withdrew her long fingers, wetted with my juices, and drew them across my lips, matching her gloss, and kissed me to which I fully returned, as I find kissing women favorable, our lips are fuller and softer, sweeter and more inviting, then she broke off and moved aside, still holding my short dress high, she pulled the front of my knickers down sufficiently to show my bald. And HE values learning." Nikki smiled. "Like YOU do, Mizz Leslie."Mizz Leslie's face softened. "Thank you, Nikki. Dan, she says you do have one shortcoming, though."My turn to look concerned. "She did?"Nikki was grinning. Mizz Leslie said, "She says you're doing a very poor job of exploiting her."I breathed a sigh of relief. "Mizz Leslie, you have no idea how much that weighed on me. But no, you can't exploit your best friend."As we turned to leave, Nikki told Mizz Leslie, "See! I told you...". Please don't confuse the woman next to you with the selfish, spoiled child you knew in Lexington. I'm different."My head knew she wasn't the same person. Just as I was a different person than I was. But my heart had a hard time reconciling the facts.It became easier when I watched her board a plane when the Tour left Arizona.I had missed Bailey for years. But the ache in my heart in watching her go was more profound than it was when she left the first time.I loved her — more than I had loved.