I wasn’t sure if she want to have sex with me or just writing for feedback or just a fake person pretending to be a lady.Anyways, I took a chance an... we chatted for a few days like normal stuff and got to know each other. One day, I asked for a pic of her and waited for half a day and didn’t get any reply. I thought it was a fake person and tried to ignore the chat. The next day when I was at work and had some free time, I just went to Google chat without any expectations. I had a message. What do you think, Linda?”“No woman could ask for more than that, a loving husband working with her lover to improve her love life. My dreams are going to be pretty special tonight.” “Maybe you need to tell us about them in the morning, how about it?”“Some of my dreams are not repeatable. They don’t always involve men.”I was intrigued by this comment. “Explain yourself, woman?”She looked at me as if I had thrown a hand grenade at her. “Don’t laugh at me, but the night that you and Carol came to. A tight black micro-mini skirt hugged her hips and revealed her long shapely legs down to the strappy black stiletto heels she was wearing. The skirt and top were connected by a gold metal ring which linked a flap from the top and the skirt. She had managed to get away without needing a bra which combined with the cool air in the alleyway had her nipples poking nearly through the black fabric. All in all she revealed copious amounts of skin including a generous helping of her delightful. I don’t know if that car has a locater as part of its equipment but it probably does. It’s a very expensive car. They can’t find you by your phone. I don’t know what other aids might be built into your clothing, jewelry, or purse. I’ve taken two extra steps in rescuing you and in disabling your phone. That’s enough.”We watched the rest of the game in peace. She asked a few questions. Since it was summer, there was plenty of light once the storm passed and the game ended. I walked outside.