I get my black bra and thong and slip into those, followed by tan hose and regular clothes. I have the rental company pick me up and then its off to t...e mall for some window shopping and looking at heels. Being unsuccessful at finding anything, I head home. On the way, I stop at another shoe store and what luck, I find a pair of heels close to my size. I buy them and head home. I change and put on my new heels... DAMN IT. My new heels are just a tad too small. My plans tonight are not going to. Mangala started moving her palm over my penis inside my short. I was pressing her ass which was not covered with her frock. We did that caressing each other for 5 minutes, breathing heavy.We both knew we need a lot more than what we were doing. I made Mangala turn the other side facing her back to me, keeping my left hand under her neck. Once she turned, I pulled down my shorts to release my penis. I had kept my penis near Mangala’s cute ass.I placed the left hand on to her upper breast. That’s it. Restart the clock and at the end of a week check the accuracy of the time and adjust accordingly. Do very small adjustments until you get it right.’ ‘Gee pal, you’re a genius. Thanks.’ ‘Dad you’re not wrecking mom’s heirloom clock are you?’ ‘No baby. Gerard has fixed it.’ ‘Gerard?’ ‘Yes the guy standing beside me. I heard your mom introduce you to him?’ ‘I’m just surprised that’s all. Most guys I meet appear to be no good at anything.’ ‘If you want anything fixed ask Gerard.’ Julia. People are certain that it does though. How do I know? I let some really cute guy that programs and installs them buy me a drink one night after he was finished working on the one next to me. He told me. That was a couple of years ago. One more drink and I would have happily gone to check his room with him I think. Oh no, I'm damn sure. Maybe one of the reasons that I hadn't been back since is because of the slot machine guy and the way that I felt. I'm thirty-two, married, and have a nine year.