I tried in vain to not think of you turning to face me, your hot, flushed skin touching mine, and your soft, sultry, full lips meeting mine in a deep ...iss that said everything that words couldn’t do justice to. …The bus lurches into a long and tense traffic queue and almost breaks my daydream. I’m aware enough to notice a few people have joined me on the journey. I wonder if they are thinking about kissing you as much as I am… I saw your hand push past the top of my boxers and felt your fingers. Don’t we Ron?”Zena stood before them and with great aplomb and obvious practice, slowly and deliberately undressed, chatting the whole time.“This jacket came from Bond Street, this skirt came from Paris, blouse from Milan” and so it went. All the time Ron watching appreciatively and surprised at what a lithe body Zena had. Firm breasted, surprisingly large and very erect nipples, tucked in waste and even a fantastic, well rounded arse for a size ten. Her last item of clothes added even further. Our conversations were usually candid and sarcastic. But this time she felt distant — and dare I say it — dim. Oh well. As a mother, I had to be used to many phases. And being a fake-ditz was better than the phase when she really hated me. Still, it made me uncomfortable, so I stayed silent for the ride home. Anna seemed content to do so also, and hummed absent-mindedly to herself. I thought I saw her twirl her hair with a finger out of the corner of my eye, but my mind must have been playing. They knocked off at 4:30, having finished the job, and from what I can see, it looks pretty good. Three of them headed for their cars, and you’ll never guess who knocked on the frame of my open office door.“Mister Don,” she said, “I don’t mean to interrupt, but do you have time? I’d sure like to see Cindy’s Citation!”Like a fool, I said, “OK, Teresa. Let’s step out to the hangar.” We walked out the door, down the stairs, and into the hangar -- Wally gave me a questioning look, and I shrugged my.