.? ‘Wear a shorter skirt’, I thought to myself… did I just flirt ?, as you walked back down the garden path, I said to Dave “she got great ...egs & ass”, the very next day you turned up at ‘Rains, ‘short skirt, gorgeous legs an sexy smile’ went through my brains. I remember you sitting in the chair at my PC, singing baby D’s ‘Let Me Be Your Fantasy’, we played a game of ‘I went to the shop,’ it soon became clear you wanted my c**k, (sorry) for our first date we went to Denham, playin’. I thought it was over, took out the plug and we laid there and talked for a while. Then he asked if I would walk around the lobby with him and see the reaction. I have never dressed or done this before in public. It was erotic to me and I was so horny, it didn't matter. Although I know I look pretty good when dressed, but surely not totally passable. I wanted to be fucked by him so I thought this would kill some time before I got him hard and may turn him on quicker. So I put my short black. The café was largely deserted at eight in the evening. Backing onto the beach, the clientele disappeared as the sun dropped under the horizon. At least they'd have a good chance to talk. And talk they did, until closing time. Ten o'clock and the light of the moon led them towards the beach for a stroll.She looked up at him, and her back at him and they embraced for the first time. He took her hand and they wandered along the beach for a bit. Both with the thought of work in the back of their. The one I was weak for. “You’re certainly impressing so far. I’m just doing what I can to help someone out. Us girls sticking together.”I looked from the paper slowly back to her face. She said nothing, but smiled at me and looked back down at my resume. Her scent was so strong it practically clouded my vision. I couldn’t describe her scent – some kind of combination of perfume, something deep and fruity, mixed with… something else deep. It’s like, a smell you’ve smelled before once, but only.