Those last five minutes were when I was walking her out to her car.She looked great when I first saw her, tanned and relaxed. Her breasts were a bit b...gger than I last remembered, and there was something different about the way her eyes looked. She certainly wasn't showing any sign of being pregnant. Not that I could notice, anyway."Your mom is so nice. Your grandmother scares me a little. Erica is very sweet too. What happened to you? My father wants you to call him to confirm again for Friday. They fluttered from table to table, watching me with their little heads on one side.“Wald!”I peered around, hearing the thin, high pitched voice.I was alone and yet I heard it again, almost imperceptible.I shrugged my shoulders mentally, it must have been something squeaking, a stall holder perhaps, closing or opening a door to his little chalet.I looked again at the little birds, still perched around me.“I'm sorry.” I said to them, “I have nothing for you, not even a... Oh, wait!”I remembered. Brian and I had been working a couple hours and nearly finished when Renee stopped by. She was wearing a short jean skirt and tshirt with no bra, looking hot as shit like always! While we were working on the floor, you could clearly see up her skirt and her tiny black lace panties. Brian couldn't keep his off her, enjoying the site of her nice tight ass. Brian stepped out to get some more material. I told Renee she needs to bend over a little more and give him a better view, she gave me a look. We walk hand in hand, I can't help noticing the bounce of your breasts, the outline of your bra through the tight low cut top and your glorious cleavage. Your skirt is short just long enough to cover your stocking tops, you smile, we get our drinks and sit in a discreet corner booth, we sip our drinks for a while, you excuse yourself stand and brush past me, I can feel your suspender !!!!!!! (I love stockings, I hope you do too). You return and again brush past me, another chance of a feel of.