Can I ask you something? She sounded so innocent. Sure Sophia, anything. Seeing that she was struggling with what she wanted to ask, I sat closely ne...t to her to convey my interest and concern with what she was going to ask. Can you, I mean will you, please teach me the things I want to know? She leaned in towards me a little and put her hand on my thigh. Like what? What things Sophia? Her hand was warm on my thigh, and her head was slightly bent down as was her gaze. I could smell the light. Maybe he wants to ask me out. Maybe he wants to borrow some money. He knows I saw my parents and parents always lay some cash on their kids. Fuck it. I gotta change my clothes, fix my hair... will an hour be enough time?Fifty-nine minutes later, I burst through the doors of the Laundromat only to find that Bob was the only one there. Actually, it was closed. He'd persuaded a friend to let him lock up, and he was waiting for me with a single rose in his hand. I'd forgotten how lovely looking he. " "Well, see that you do from now on, but we're still going to punish you for what you've already done." My reluctant husband seized the moment to get away from the table and deliver the main course. He seemed to be taking a long time serving the meal so I decided to speed him up. "Husband darling, shall I send Justin to help you?" That worked. "I'm just coming my love." Yet again Justin ate with one hand, whilst fondling hubby's balls with the other. Steve had his hand in my panties, so he. She was studying his body language, which was telling her he had something to tell her. She was half hoping he’d tell her that after tonight he wanted nothing to with her – at least she would finally be capable of moving on. Desiree sat up in bed and watched as he moved to the chair in the corner and sat down. She marveled at how his long legs seemed to extend themselves across the room. ‘Sorry I haven’t called, I’ve been real busy at work. We are in the middle of transition, and I’ve really.