.. it’s me ... I hope I’m not interrupting you from anything...” The mature woman sneered down at the shame faced male, who shuddered and droppe... his head, feigning not being able to hear the crackling tone of another feminine voice, patently audible, and the unconscious intervention of another woman in taking command of his situation, exciting him further. Lana’s sneer broadened.“Oh, nothing of any importance whatsoever ... in fact so insignificant, I’m glad of the break.”“I just thought I’d. I put on some cute pink plaid flannel pants and a cream tank top that hugged my body. Since I didn't have school or really any place to go, I skipped a bra. Part of me was sad that I didn't need to wear a bra, but the other half didn't really like wearing them. I mostly wore them to school because I didn't want to get picked on. I knew a couple of girls whose moms won't let them wear one yet, and they got teased mercilessly and I sure as hell didn't want to be one of them.I looked at my. You can call me Chris if you want.’ ‘I’ll stick with Christopher. It sounds so sophisticated.’ Her eyes shimmered as my name passed her lips, almost like it was meant to do so. ‘And what’s your name, beautiful?’ Well, at least I was trying to flirt with her. I’m not really good at talking to people in the first place, let alone females! ‘Allison. Just don’t call me Alli, I hate when people do that.’ She walked into my dorm, carfully shutting the door behind her and locking it. ‘Just so we won’t. "My name is Sarah." Hi Sarah, my name is Cal. It's very nice to meet you." I replied. This started some small talk between us where she told me that she was married to John and pointed him out in the crowd. She asked several questions about me regarding my work and the strange hours that I kept. I learned that John was an executive for a big company and did a lot of traveling, she was a school teacher and they had two daughters both in college. As we spoke, John came over and introduced himself.