“What is it?” I asked, I’m just getting ready.” “I…I ummm,…just wondered if you wanted anything from the shop?” “Awww Greg, come in,...you’re letting all the cold air in mate!” Greg was a sweet guy really but as nervous as a kitten. He was tall and slim, with naturally curly hair. After the last time he had been in my house I was quite impressed that at least he had plucked up the courage to come and see me. “No, I don’t need anything, but it’s sweet of you to ask.” “I didn’t think you would, but. My eyes fixated on the wall adjacent to Lucy’s room. I got up slowly, not to bump into anything or create any sound myself. I walked towards where I heard the cries of pleasure coming from."Oh god!" Lucy loudly cooed. Her cry was followed by a long grunt. I walked closer to the wall, putting my ear right against it. "Mmmm, yes!" The cries continued in between deeper grunts. I was greeted by the headboard of the king size hitting the wall in a rhythmic matter. Soft moans came through between. "Yes, the dinner is still on," I could hear a smile in her voice. "I was just wondering if you could pick me up at my parents' house. Mom is watching my kids and she spends all day at my house. She doesn't mind watching them but she has things to do at her own place." No problem, Amy, just give me her address and I'll be by at six."Truth be known I was scared shitless. I didn't want Amy to know about my fear of meeting older women that she knows. I'll try and explain how this fear started.It. The first girl in line grabbed my arm. "Hey!" she said. "You can't leave now! I gave up my place in line for the bathroom and been waiting in this line for five minutes!"I sighed and went back inside the cabana. I looked at her. She was cute--short and skinny, with short ruby-red hair. I could sort of make out my reflection in the pinkish lenses of her wire-frame glasses."C'mon! I gotta pee!" she said.Now where did I hear that before? I lay on the bench again exactly as I did a moment ago. She.