" OOOOOH! I'm scared," she kept teasing him."Call you when we hit town," he said, leaning over and kissing her tenderly, his fingers finding her wet p...ssylips one last time."Can't wait," she replied.She walked him to the door and waved goodbye as he drove off. Taking a final look, she slowly closed the door and began stripping off her clothes, preferring to be naked when she was alone in the house. Soon, she stood naked, her blonde pussy glistening with her juices that all that foreplay had. The guy girls could talk to and entrust their secrets but not date. Plus, for many years I simply was not interested in sex. I had my other distractions … school, sports, and friends.” “Do you regret it now?” “Yes and no.” “Explain!” “Well, I now enjoy sex and wish I had enjoyed it sooner. Plus, my perception of females has changed and knowing what I know now I think I could have had sex with a few different girls when I was younger. I think I misread some of their intentions when I was. Everything looked good.It was in the middle of the afternoon when an area of the map on the wall indicated that an earthquake had occurred in Turkey. Everyone in the room leaned forward and looked at the display waiting for the magnitude to be displayed. When 7.2 flashed on the display, everyone went to work.For the next two hours, planes and people were dispatched to Turkey to provide emergency relief. The staff at each center was busy filing flight plans and making arrangements with. Too dressy? But she’d dressed in red the times before and it was Christmas. Well, almost Christmas. Thanksgiving was this week. Why did people push the season, she wondered. Barely Thanksgiving, and it already was all about Christmas. She supposed she’d best wear those enamel Christmas tree earrings. She eyed the Louis Vuitton boots. Too flashy for a coffee shop meeting, of course, but it was too cold not to wear boots. He wouldn’t notice. Why was she doing Christmas at all this year? Nothing.