Oh is this my parcel?" She glides over to the table and sweeps the package up in to her arms, inspecting the label. She looks amazing. A ruffled white...shirt, sleeves rolled up to her elbows, is tucked in to a high-waisted skirt. Black and tight, the skirt hugs her figure, painting her curves down to her thighs where it gives way to her long legs, shiny black pantyhose showing them off perfectly. She kicks off her black leather heels as she drops her bag on to the floor and says "I think I'm. I find a restaurant that we will both like and we both start to order.We have both finished our meal and are talking about what we want to do the next day when I feel a foot creep up my inner thigh. Looking into your eyes I see a glint of mischief in them as you continue to move closer to my groin. I have forgotten what you can do with your feet and was caught totally by surprise on how skillful you are. I try to hold out as long as I can but it's like sweet torture.Leaning forward you whisper. He should be arriving any minute. This is the first date I’ve been on in almost 6 years. Damn! I can’t believe it’s been that long. Oh well, I’m hoping that this blind date is worth stepping back out into the world for. I force myself to sit down and flip through a magazine. The doorbell rings and I jump. Wow! He’s five minutes early. That has to mean something. I’m so nervous that I almost don’t open the door, but I do. As the door slowly opens, I’m forced to look up because he is six feet. Otis listened to her attentively, probably recalling the last man who’d irritated my little Comanche Princess.We parted ways with Ray because we were anxious to get home, as we’d already been apart from our family for eight days and still had a three-day ride in front of us.The three days in the saddle were only so-so, but the two nights before we arrived home were spectacular. Connie was as passionate as she could be as we wrung out every drop of pleasure that we could from each other.On.