Curious, I stopped and asked, “Does your mom know where you are?”Looking at me, she didn’t know what to say, but immediately she tried to blow i... off by saying, “This is a nice house,” attempting to change the subject.I didn’t know what to do, but as I looked at her in the dark, she had a sneaky yet inviting smile. Reaching my hand out, she looked down, and as she took my hand, I led her up the stairs.As we went through the front door and moved into the living room area, I asked if she wanted. Mark’s first impression was that she looked in decent shape. Her enhanced breasts balanced out her natural pear shape, creating the perfect hourglass figure. It was apparent though that her confidence was low. Mandy was quick to explain that she’d always felt clueless at the gym but was too shy to ask for help. Mark wondered what had prompted her to do so now, but she was very vague with her answers and he didn’t like to pry.Over the weeks the two became close, she booked his last slot every. She was also wearing her long red hair in a ponytail, just as she wore it high school. Like the great organizer that she is, Susan was prepared for anything. Although she packed a lunch for two, fried chicken, potato salad, coleslaw and apple pie with sharp cheddar cheese for dessert, there was enough for six. It was neatly packed in two traditional wicker picnic baskets, complete with china plates and cups, crystal glassware, her sterling silverware, and a linen tablecloth… everything. Susan. ‘Come on Sarah, a little darling like you? You must have been beating them off with a shitty stick with a nail in.’ ‘White wine spritzer, Coke, chilled, lime no ice,’ said David handing us our drinks. I thanked him in time to hear the small orchestra start to play. ‘Come on,’ I said, ‘show me how a commoner can dance.’ With drinks in hands we glided around the hall, him with one hand on my waist, me holding him around the neck. Davina and David were dancing just across from us, she mouthed ‘go.