She was quite attractive, if rather heavy, and must have been in her early forties.As I walked down the freezer aisle, I again came across her, face t... face this time. She looked me up and down and spoke: "You have been following me" she said, so I replied that I had noticed her, but was certainly not following her. "You have been looking at my behind haven't you?" she said. Well nothing venture etc. so I said "Yes because it is avery shapely one." I then rashly asked whether I could take her. Yes, she had been right, but in the end it didn’t matter. Her warnings went unheard, and all those investors (the small ones, that is) lost out. The embittered economist sipped her cold, bitter coffee as she sat listlessly before the TV, listening to the latest flood of lies spewing out. Men, especially, seemed to be real suckers for this crap. The female announcer had just the right mix of beauty and professional appearance to play to male egos. The professor felt that she could put herself in. Both hands with thumbs extended gently pushing over his shoulders and into the nape of Charles’s neck. Just watching this was getting me wet, sat in my bikini, I could feel my nipples hardening and the familiar ache in the pit of my stomach, as I watched. I was feeling sort of strange, almost as though I was invisible to the other two people in the room. I couldn’t stop myself I gently stroked my pussy through my bikini pants. I traced my finger between my pussy lips and over my now hardening. "Have you heard a word I've said" the captain voice burst in on her private world."Oh yes, every word" Greta lied."Good you'll be a better police officer for it, dismissed!" barked the captain.Greta moved carefully towards the door trying to show as little of her wet ass as possible."And, get Amy in here, some neighborhood cat got in here last night and smeared something awful all over my seat and photo, needs a good polish" the captain ordered."Sure" replied Greta stifling her laugh.Greta was.