It was a period of her life that she would like to forget because it filled her with a sense of sadness at her naïve actions and her sinful carrying ...n with a married man.She learned the lesson that there was no future in dallying with a married man that was filled with promises and extremely short on truth.Danny was probably the same age as the judge but he was an entirely different proposition since he was single and had an air of "devil may care" about him that suited her to a "T".Her job in. I feel it grow harder, I'm not sure whether you did what I thought you did in the bathroom. You seem a bit on edge and jumpy. Maybe he didn't, I think to myself. At that moment I decide to play around a little. I can see you eyeing me discreetly. Playfully I keep my foot on your chair and gently I begin rub your inner thigh. You look over. Slowly I start to rub my finger along my lips. Slyly I look your way sucking my finger lightly, giving you a little wink. Looking back and forth from me to. "I've got tickets to Little Shop of Horrors." There was a local playhouse in town, and while they were far from Broadway quality, they were not too bad. I was looking forward to seeing the show.She took my arm and led me to her car, where she opened the door and let me in. It was clear who would be in charge of this date. We went to the show first, and I really liked it. It was campy and goofy, but fun! Cynthia held my hand at the scary parts, and at other parts she rested her hand on my knee,. She excused herself and went into the house returning after only a couple of minutes. She sat down onto a low garden wall and started up a conversation with the lads. She was wearing a short denim skirt which had ridden up her thighs enough to give anyone positioned in front of her a view up to her pussy. It was quite obvious by their expressions and nudges to each other that the view they had was a good one. I did not know at the time but she had changed into that tiny white see through thong.