I softened my stance.“Come on,” I said gently. “It’s okay.”“But we don’t know what we’re doing,” she mumbled.“Everybody’s got to...start somewhere,” I said, knowing it was as corny as hell and also dishonest. “You’re beautiful and I just want to see more of you.”I wanted to suck those non-existent tits and bring them to life. I wanted to go to town on her clitoris, now that I knew what and where they were. I wanted to reduce her to a quivering, helpless mess just dying to be fucked every which. She had arrived with it neatly tucked up tightly behind her, again in that professional woman’s way. I liked the new Phyllis. Her eyebrows were thin but right for her face and the style of glasses she wore complimented them both. The crow’s feet which sprang out from the sides of her eyes made her smiles more real and her tears more painful. The vertical creases at either side of her mouth still accented every pursing of the lips. Only the slightest increase of fullness beneath her chin gave. At least you don't look like a train wreck."I blinked."Um, thanks." I was too stunned to say anything else. I rarely got acompliment from Bradleigh."So who are you trying to score with?" Bradleigh asked cutting straight tothe chase."W-what?" I stammered, feeling my face redden."Oh come on, boy. It's obvious that you're trying to get someone to askyou out, otherwise you wouldn't have dressed so nicely."I bet that it's that Mel girl that you're always hanging out with. I'veseen the way you look. After a few days, I returned to my place. One day Madhu, my friend called me and said he was in the city so wanted to visit me. So I gave him my address and directions to the house and he reached my place.He had come to drop Rekha to her university and meet me if I was in the city. So we talked and then had lunch together and then they left. One day Rekha called me and said that she got the number from her brother and just wanted to check in on me. We talked a bit.Then she pinged me on WhatsApp.