Alesha’s mum Fran had come out with drinks and heard that I had no swimwear, she said “you can borrow a pair of Ray’s shorts, he’s away on bus...ness” Ray was Fran’s husband & Alesha’s dad. I followed Fran into the house & thru to her bedroom, all the time I was looking at her arse wobble as she walked in front of me wearing the smallest bikini I had ever seen, Fran was about 40yrs old with shoulder length blonde hair, she was a small woman probably less than 5’ tall but with a figure of a. " Susan chuckled."Yes. I love it." Jill said."That place where we went on the field trip ... This Saturday, perhaps?" Susan asked, knowing Jill remembered."I'll see you at the start, say ten o-clock?" Jill asked, standing on shaky legs.Susan nodded and smiled at her. The sun came up in Jill's eyes. She extended her hand towards Susan.Susan dared not reveal her inner feelings, but she dared not let the moment slip away. She wrapped as much of her emotions in a shield as she could, she extended. I ate at one of the concrete tables outside the restaurant. I would have preferred to sit at a table inside and have someone bring my breakfast, but I didn't feel like shopping for a different place just for bacon and eggs on a real plate. I mean the restaurant where I ate every morning was fine. I guess I was becoming a creature of habit."I should have gone to the waffle joint near the Office Plaza," I said aloud as I pedaled the bike from the parking lot. Once I was back at the apartment I. I think she wants to see you ... even has her tongue stud in." How do you know..." Because she never dresses slutty at work. And she looked at me with some 'whipped puppy dog' stare and made sure I saw the tongue stud." Well, I guess that's a sign..." I'm going to make up a long lunch appointment, so I'll be out ... why don't you sorta 'drop in' at 11:30?" No ... I want her to come here." She'll be disappointed." Who cares what she thinks ... who's the master?"Lisa giggled. "You are, sir.".