I smiled at her and left the room to fetch the wine, when I came back she’d taken off her coat and was sat on the edge of the bed. I could now absor... her appearance and noticed she was wearing leather-faded brown boots, with a black skirt that went past her knees and had that jagged effect with un even cuts made into the material. She wore a white top and I couldn’t help but notice she was wearing a black bra underneath. She had always had beautiful breasts, the perfect shape and they always. “Ok, sir, though the Wharf or over Bay.” “Bay, I think.” Alex liked this car, though she didn’t know its brand or model. Two sleek leather bucket recliners filled the back, with a good four feet of legroom before the privacy screen. She reclined back in her seat, legs sprawled – on display. Heavy tinted windows allowed passengers to look out without being seen from the darkened cabin. As they pulled away Alex suddenly felt the urge to play. Kevin had been gentlemanly all night, touching. ”“Don’t call me that, only one friend was allowed to call me that, and you aren’t her anymore.”There was a silence that was finally broken by another sob. “Jos I’ll go if you want me to, but please, love, let me try to explain what happened.” She looked nervously at me. “Can we go somewhere a bit more private and talk?” she pleaded.I looked around the bar, most of the patrons were subtly, and in a couple of cases, blatantly watching us. No, not watching us, her!I was sure I was going to regret. On the surface of it, things were pretty normal: We e-mailed back and forth for a while, and then had phone calls. Then we met in person, and things began to go from there. On the surface of it, things were pretty normal.Except for how they weren't.First off, she contacted me. This is wildly unusual, because I am a bespectacled nerd; in fact, to my knowledge, only one girl ever has been attracted to me instead of me being attracted to her. Secondly, I wasn't sure I found her physically.