He is about 6-3 200 pounds of pure muscle, he looks a little like Tom Selleck, only better looking, really he is. Looking at him got my juices flowing... He asked if he could use the phone, I said of course, and showed him to it shaking my thonged ass while walking in front of him. While he was on the phone, I bent over like I was looking for something giving him a great shot of my very fine ass, I stayed that way for quite a while, I was sooooo hot for him. After he got off the phone he looked. He went to his mother and asked if something had happened while he was away to Paris. But, she had assured him that nothing unusual had transpired.“And you were with Marguerite every day?” he asked.“Of course, just as you insisted,” she explained. “I was here every day, Marguerite went nowhere, saw no one and had no visitors.”“Something is affecting her,” he said. “I can see it in her eyes.”“Oh, you know,” his mother said, “There was that one day. I’m sure it is nothing.”“What day?” Jean asked,. Not all were good, but most allowed me to stay with them for short if I did my part in bringing food and helping them build and other such things.One group, I remember, did live near a large cave, though not in it. They would go to the cave for ceremony, to dance and sing and make words to what they called spirits. I have never seen a spirit or felt one, and I am not sure that I believe there are such things, but I did not say this to them; it is not polite to question the beliefs that people. Did you not hear me?" he said. "I said that the problem is that Ihave fallen in love with you."If I had few words when he found out my secret, I had none when Ifound out his. I just got up and sat on the sofa next to him. Nottouching. Not even close. Just not with a table between us. But Istill needed to think. When had I fallen in love with him? Therewas no doubt that I was, just when was the issue. Could it reallyhave been the day I met him? The day he missed the basket in thePark.