She lived inScarsdale which was close but just far enough away. I tried to for the mostpart only do north and west Westchester because I didn't want t...accidentally run into one of my clients in Stop& Shop.As I said, most of my clientele were around my age and in the samesituation. She was about 35 with large boobs and long dark wavy hair (andsome beautiful blue eyes) . She told me she tried a girlfriend but thegirlfriend wanted her to leave her husband so she thought this was a betteridea. I. Before I could remark how increasingly weird that seemed to me, the familiar buzzing sound was back.I saw the other me, put his junk back, and walk towards the balcony to investigate. I turned around, and saw the same transparent blue portal. Seeing no option, I jumped in, and went through the same swirling vortex again, and emerged out in the same place, only now it was clearly a few hours later.Worried I'd run into myself, I carefully, and slowly made my way back in the house. I roamed. The one thing she didn't need in her condition was someone sneaking up behind her."So tell us, honey, do you enjoy these little get togethers?" Harry asked sitting forward in his chair. "Do you like showing off for us?" None of the men made a move, they just looked her over as she sat there. She didn't know how to answer, but she figured she needed to say something."Hey, I'm just trying to be the perfect little hostess, that’s all." She felt a smile creep across her face. She knew it was. And two inquisitive minds, constantly assessing the situation and while I couldn't read her thoughts I detected a willingness to be with me in a social situation and a marginally more intimate one.When she pulled up outside my house I suggested she come round the next evening and I would cook something for us."That would be lovely," she said, and off she went.The next afternoon I stuck a chicken and some potatoes in the oven and delayed my first drink until half an hour before she was due. And.