Alicia came thru the front door like she was floating on air wearing a hip-hugging tutu that made her look like an escapee from a ballet in town. The ...air of guys appeared blurry to her because she was not wearing her glasses and all she could see was that they had lots of hair and one had a moustache and a delightful goatee that really turned her on.Her clueless neighbor plopped down on the black leather sofa and kicked her legs up in the air like she was riding a bike upside down.The two guys. So I smiled at her."It's okay. We'll be fine. Let's see what her story is," I thought to Grace.Star Catcher must have heard my thoughts too, for she immediately told us, "My story is simple Waharahi. Your coming has been foretold for many generations. My mother and her mother before her, and her mother before her, were what the white men call medicine women. We are actually the spiritual leaders of the tribe. And the healers, and the historians, and on occasion, the leaders."It has been. Issy is now completely flustered and starts to giggle uncontrollably which John finds, for some reason, so cute and attractive. What Issy really notices, however, is that she feels so amazingly safe in this older man’s strong arms. Issy pauses just a short moment to enjoy this new and thrilling feeling of being held safely by a dark handsome stranger. Issy tries her best to apologize in a half-giggled jumble of words. As John lifts Issy up he holds her close to steady her and he can’t help it. Which blew my mind! I went back and stared at her pics trying to spot any hints that she had a dick hiding in her pants. Nothing. She was amazing. I take the information in and decide to roll with it. See what happens. I was just super fucking horny when I look back. But we talk some more and we decide to meet the next night. Well I worked that next night but she agrees to meet me in an empty parking lot. So we meet up and I get in her car. I looked at her and had a big smile. She was even more.