Mr. Hammond. If I were not happily married I would have jumped into your bed long ago." She paused then went on. "Perhaps on reflection you do bring o...t the worst in people. I could have some very naughty thoughts about you." She smiled and I laughed."If you were not happily married I would have welcomed you with a big smile." Would it be only the smile that was big?" Angela smirked."Enough!" I cried. "Or I won't be able to sleep well tonight."It was very pleasant strolling around the garden. "Good girl." She ruffled my hair. "You just enjoy your cartoons for aanother hour or so and later I might take you out for an ice cream.Would you like that?"I nodded.12That night I lay in the enormous double bed in Mrs Johnson's spare room,the covers pinning me in place, listening to her talking on the phone inthe other room.It sounded like she was talking to her boss and her voice had turnedfrom being soothing and kind to dead serious."It irritates the hell out of me when people do this to. He then titled his head slightly to the side and continued, "Besides, I live only two blocks away and I think I may enjoy your company."He drove me to my hotel, a fairly long drive. During that time we spoke of our respective homes, Minnesota and Bordeaux. The conversation then became more personal, slowly slipping into the sexual arena. He asked, "Do they have gay men in Minn-e-a-po-lis?"I laughed, "Of course, its not the North Pole."He continued, "And are you gay?"My expression dropped, I. Then he lowered it down her arms and let it drop to the floor. We could all now see that she had a very conservative lightly padded bra on, cream in color, and very supportive. Peter took his time brining his hands back down over her tits and I could see Suzanne shiver or tremble from the action. Finally, he sat back down and Suzanne turned to the table. "Does anyone need another drink?"Everyone passed, but she picked up her blouse, put it on the couch, and went into the kitchen. She didn't.