It was about 4.30 and the store was pretty empty – I took up my favourite position in psychology again and started my usual pretence of browsing the...texts whilst my eyes wandered to her desk directly left of my observation post. She was there as usual working at her computer, looking gorgeous in a dark suit and white blouse, her legs crossed with a generous amount of her shapely thigh exposed through the slit in her skirt. My mind started to slide into fantasy as I imagined crawling beneath her. Erotic expression only one still surviving from first inhabitant. Who planted it under my eyes.Erotic expression of freshly widowed woman, who moved in same month I did. One floor up.Erotic expression of love for her late husband. Who was dying when they left boat for house.Erotic expression for fifty years together transporting goods by river all over Western Europe.Erotic expression for her longing all that half a century for fair ground. Garden grow fine food.Erotic expression lasting long. He is too overwhelmed by emotion, passion, longing and the love that he has been holding in for so long. Tears form in his eyes, and she pulls him, again, to her mouth. She tastes herself on him, and kisses him longingly, even though she is still out of breath. She kisses his face, and looking in his eyes, she sees the tears, the love. He’s fully erect now, and is pressing against her thigh. Even after the powerful orgasm, she needs him in her. Her hands move to his hips, and guides him to. I returned home and shaved. It was very difficult to do and took quitea few razors. And I think I permanently stopped up the shower. But itwas done, so I went back the next day. I was met at the door by herroommate, who was dressed as a vampiress. Angie - my friend - wasdressed as a nurse. Her roommate led me into the room by my hand andtold me to go ahead and get dressed. Angie was working on finishing hercostume in the bathroom, so I started to duck into the closet to getdressed. Her roommate.