. A beautiful girl asking me this question ..Me : ya .. But if you dont have any problem you can stay in my room … I am alone no one is there here ....She : oh.. Nice I thought you are with your friends ..Me : no.. you can come here .. If you dont have any problem..She : thank you so much …Me : np.. And she asked all about my jobs and other stups ,.I was just waiting for weak to pass .. Every I was thinking that only … That weak I got new job.. You know wat it is “Cleaning my room” … I was givin. Even bundled up, she was the sexiest woman I had ever seen. If she would have kept her lips zipped, I would have kept my pants zipped, and Tim would be spending every weekend in the same house.“I’m here,” I told her. “You can stop worrying.”“Hal’s here. Why don’t I find that statement reassuring?”“Well, I’ll take it back. You never stop worrying.” The kids ran out on the field, then, and we turned to watch the play. Tim got the ball, and I watched more closely. He seemed surrounded by the other. About thirty years old, Melissa regularly wore a blue skirted suit. Her long black hair was streaked with premature gray. Erika had seen pictures of Jessica and knew she looked exactly like Melissa except in three areas. Melissa was kindly while Jessica's usual attitude was haughty and sardonic. In addition, Jessica dyed her hair to keep the gray out and one of her hazel eyes was glass. The latter feature was the product of an auto accident Jessica suffered at age eighteen, Melissa informed. She was a lean fit brunette with long straight slightly wet hair, piercing hazel eyes and a glowing white smile. She was wearing a damp peach crop string top that clung to her boobs and showed off her belly button along with a pair of white form-fitted shorts.“Jodie, Jodie Plummer, don’t you remember me? I played soccer with your daughter,” she asked as she walked up to Adam.“Sorry, it just took a moment. You have grown a bit since I saw you play soccer,” Adam replied as he took in her wide.