She had put off going to the yoga class out of a combination of exhaustion and defiance. Plus, she couldn't understand how long, slow stretching would...help her situation. Finally, after relentless badgering from Ellen Hopping, she arrived at the 7:00 pm Saturday evening class. Saturday night! Don't these people have a life?She stood outside the closed door of the gym's yoga studio, listening to her angel and devil wildly debate whether or not to go in. The angel won, pushed the door and Ami. She had been the aggressor. Following a brief make-out session on her living room floor, she had said, ‘I don’t know about you, but I’m going to bed,’ and led him to her tiny bedroom and its single bed. She was twenty-five and he was eighteen. He looked older and she looked younger. If he was old for his years it was in no small part because he had skipped his senior year of high school and been packed off to college at fifteen by less than doting parents. He was in fact weeks away from. .." The man looks embarassed."No no, I'm not offended, really! I appreciate the compliment heh heh!"Evelynn plays with a strand of her black hair and lowers her eyesfeigning shyness. "You know you're not bad looking yourself..." Hmm... I was hoping you'd say that! Oh by the way, I'm Dave." He takesher hand and gives it a quick kiss like a gentleman of days gone by.Evelynn wasn't expecting this man to be like this and truth be told shewas getting quickly impressed. She actually blushes a. ???? ?She musthave been attacked.? I?ll call 911,? saidFrank talking out his cell phone.???? ?No, I?mokay.? Nobody attacked me,? said Stacypanicking for some unknown reason at the possibility of the police beinginvolved.???? ?Youshould button up, dear,? said the woman.???? Stacylooked down and realized her blouse was completely unbuttoned and her brassierewas missing.? Her breasts were exposed.Frank?s his cell phone camera was focused on her nakedness.???? ?You?respoiling my fun, Mabel,? said.