I smiled, which she might have misunderstood as smugness, thus ignored me. “Please take the auto,” I told her, “I can wait.” She looked at me ...ith surprise, “Thank you.” Ah, her sweet voice. She entered the auto, and it was then as if she recalled something and looked at me carefully, and the auto left.I received an email the same night, just one sentence, “What are the chances to run into your therapist in a new city after so many years?” with a wink emoticon. I replied immediately with a. ......" he left the question incomplete. "Absolutely not a stitch," I grinned."Fuck!" Jim exclaimed, "the sexy little thing. Where, right out here on the lawn?" Even more daring than that, out on the pavement," I informed him."Fuck! I wouldn't have thought it of her; sure I've seen her dressed in some horny outfits, but prancing around out here, that's fabulous.We talked about it in detail, and I told him all about it. He asked had we done it before, and I told him it was the first time. I also. What she was really doing was watching for her mother to be absorbed in her computer so much that I would remain unnoticed in the house. It worked like a charm. I scooted through to the bathroom undetected, and Samantha followed a minute later. As soon as she shut the door, she was on her knees undoing my fly again."Don't you have any patience?" I whispered."Not when I feel like this. I'm sooooo horny. Why didn't you finish me off in the basement?" Hey, this is about not getting caught, not. "For the rest of the trip we traded stories about what Joey had told us about each other and sometimes gave our own versions. Nothing really embarrassing came up, not that we limited ourselves in that fashion. I guess you could say we bonded that way, and the more I got to know him, the easier it was to see him as one of us. Yet to this day can't explain what it was about him that made me feel that way. He was different, yet he was the same.I had Neil drive my car into the garage and park it.