Man was she hot. Despite the weather -- mid 60s -- she wore her usual two-piece suit and spent at least an hour in the pool.Just before we left I went...inside to go to the bathroom, but the first floor john was occupied so I went upstairs. Just as I was zipping up I heard a knock on the door. It was Babs, wrapped in a towel. “I’m done,” I said as I started to make my way past her. But she stood in the doorway, not budging. “Babs...”At that she let the towel drop. She looked amazing. Her skin was. Lindsey nodded giving me the “Yea right, mom” look. I called Yvette to apologize. I made an appointment for the following afternoon so we could discuss the plan request and talk for a bit.Since it was the end of June, the weather was warm, I wore sandals with some shorts with a loose fitting blouse. I had planned to complete some errands after our brief meeting and wanted to be comfortable.I arrived at Yvette’s house and rang the doorbell. She slowly opened it, peeking through the small gap to. She told me she had had one until last week when he had tried to get in her panties. "He was going to rape, I thought, until I finally pushed him away. He got mad and left me in the park to walk home alone. I am a virgin and he is not the guy that I want to have sex with the first time." She started to sniffle and I reached over and hugged her. She looked up at me and her lips were inches from mine, and I could not help myself, i bent down and kissed her on the lips. I was surprised when. There will be a lot of cute boys at Tomorrow Con, and you don't need to be so high strung that you run them off."Hearing that familiar accusation caused Mary to come to a complete halt and peer up at her friend. "We've been over this. I do not run boys off. I just grow tired of them always talking about sports and stupid summer movies. It's not my fault that once I interject into the conversation things that interest me that they become insecure babies and find some empty-headed bimbo who will.