“Sure that would be nice,” I told her, smiling. “Are you off tomorrow too?” she asked. I innocently said yes, not thinking. “Would you be op...osed to coming over for coffee at all?” “Uhhhhhh, me uh come over uhhh to your house uh for coffee, really?” I said. “Yes,” she reassured me with a smile and a nod of the head. “That is if your wife doesn’t mind of course.” I lied of course. “Nooooo, she wouldn’t mind.” She knew I was lying of course but it didn’t stop her. When I arrived she was wearing a. Come on, Rod, I love you. Are we going to have secrets from one an other?" she asked, amazed at her own excitement and lack of guilt. A wild thrill ran through her. She felt like Lee. It was a lewd thrill that made her lean forward, her lips wet and parted, her eyes half closed, her breast brushing against his shoulder as she whispered, "Come on, tell me about it."Rod burst away from her, getting to his feet. "All right," he said, waving his glass. "So I did. Just once. That's all. I was drunk. One of its deciding factors was that it was a little out of town, and had a very large garden with several paths through it, with views back over of the city. Mom's advice was to, "After your dinner, turn left when you walk out of their front door and follow the path up the hill. There are benches scattered around that you can sit on and look at the view, if it's not too cold."That was welcome news, as I'd been worrying about when I would get a chance to kiss Julia the way I wanted, which I. He knew exactly what she wanted him to do, and also knew what would happen if he was seen. Chorley was a small town and there were bound to be others on the bus who would know him; to be caught doing such a thing would be a catastrophy. That just turned him on even more. He fished for his weapon inside his flies but there was no way he'd get it's thick 9" out without unbuckling his pants. This increased the danger as he couldn't quickly make himself decent if he had to. The full size of his.