Just like the desert during the monsoon season. Flooding rain one day, sunshine and humid the next. Since I'd spent the night on my sofa I was running...late having to shower and change clothes. I looked at the speedometer and saw I was doing fifteen over the limit. Obviously that's why the left door mirror was winking blue at me. The police car pulled behind me as I slowed and parked on the shoulder. Maybe, I was thinking, if I'm real nice and explain last night and this morning I wouldn't get a. .. much better. Thank you for letting me lie down." Want me to take you home after work? I've got my car here?"Oh god! Laura thought. Temptation. "That would be nice," she said softly, half-hating herself, but spending most of her effort trying not to blush with shame."Meet me here at five," Cecilia said, smiling.Laura could hardly stand the tension. She actually got a headache during the afternoon, waiting for five o'clock. It must be pent-up lust, she thought. What else could it be? But she. Then the other breast.And then somehow my hand began to stimulate her nipples, and then somehow my hand ended up inside her blouse and inside her bra and I felt an absolutely lovely feeling. Her breasts were not too small and not too large, being full and very soft, and my hand could knead her luscious flesh easily. Her nipples were hard, yet not very large, and I simply sat there massaging them under her bra as we sat parked along the roadway inside the cemetery, still within sight of her. All knew and were comfortable with each other. Formalities were dispensed with. Only Jon'a-ren knew the serious topic about to be discussed, however.An hour later, after a very convivial meal and exchange of pleasantries, catching up on family matters and affairs of grandchildren;, the men retired to the lodge's great room, and a circle of seats fronting a stone fireplace. The discreet serving staff wheeled in a small cart with cups and carafes of after-dinner coffee, with tea for Jon'a-ren..