I just need to go home and rest." She turns to leave asBethany is still waiting for; "Well if you say so Mr. Robertson..." shesmiles at him "... I wil... see you Monday then!" He watches her leave theroom to meet up with her friend, deep down inside he finds himself wishingthat he were more like her. So young, so free and so full of life, hefinds himself a little jealous of her.Tiffany walks up to Bethany and hugs her best friend, "Let's get goingBethany we need to catch up with Susan." Bethany. Her wide grin told me that she was clearly enjoying herself, reveling in the angst her untimely intrusion had caused. I forced myself to smile at Tammy but I didn't say anything about being glad to meet her.Shirley walked downstairs with me, holding my hand all the way to where my car was parked. We kissed again and again, until I noticed that she wasn't wearing a coat."I'll see you next Saturday," I said."Will you miss me?" she asked as she backed away."You know I will." Will you call me?". I asked her if she liked the sight of my cock and she just nodded yes without taking her eyes off it. I told her that I knew she had been watching me and asked her how long she had been spying on me and she replied for 2 years. I was surprised when she said that and that I had never known. I asked her if she like watching me stroke my cock and she eagerly nodded yes. I asked her if she had ever watched me cum before and she said "no that she had always left to go masturbate before I. Eventually I learned to calm myself and focus on maintaining my composure, which caused Mistress to lose interest in the inspections. That caused her to speed up the inspections to get back inside - she always hurried to get out of her work clothes and into something more comfortable than her business suits and heels (actually, she usually kicked off her heels before inspecting the lawn. "You can't wear heels on grass dear." Then, back inside, she made me clean her feet and rinse her.