Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was simply the effect she always had on me. But she knew I was looking down her top at her tits. Whatever the re...son, what happened next blew my mind. Mary-Jayne took a step backward, one hand pressed apologetically against her sensual mouth while the other went straight to her crotch. She looked at me in horror and it took a second or two for me to realize what was happening. My jaw dropped in surprise. The faded blue denim of her cutoffs was gradually. It was early afternoon, and there should be plenty of time for what he wanted.The high school was a block off the main street through town. He strolled through the front doors, a teenage boy in the middle of a crowd of teenagers. He looked around, recognizing a few faces. Some belonged to friends, others to people who had snubbed him. He saw one of those in particular: Maryjo DeKalb, a fox and a snob.Maryjo was standing at a locker, chatting with two of her friends. All three were wearing denim. Feeling a little alarmed, I answered; "Sure Dave, I can make it in ten minutes. Is that soon enough?" Yes, no problem. I'll fit you in." There was a pause. "I'll see you in ten." And he hung up.Dave had been my friend for over 8 years. We had gone to college together. I went for business management and he became a doctor 3 years ago. I had gone to him the day before because of a constant ringing in my ears and trouble going to the bathroom.I called my assistant in and told him I had to run on. " Tell them to arrive in the next fifteen minutes," James called back. "Yvette and I are on our way." Should I go as well?" I asked James.He kissed my forehead briefly. Then as he lifted me from his lap and stood up he put his arms around me and kissed my lips hard. I put my arms around him and held him tight until he backed away from the embrace. "No," he told me with a smile. "This should probably be citizens only."He walked out of our briefing room. Yvette gave me her own hug. "Sorry. He.