It is more than Tim can take at this moment, and his eruption fills Abbie’s mouth to overflowing.Cleaning themselves from this side diversion, both ...urry to dress to get the bus to work. The plan is for them to work hard to get everything done by lunchtime. Then meet at the café halfway between them at work. They won’t bother with lunch, but from there they can catch a bus to the shopping mall.They are at the mall by twelve-thirty, and the shopping extravaganza begins. Going to the upscale. ‘Oh you know, I like what a lot of women like–‘ you vaguely announce. Then later, determined to change the subject, you add, ‘But, I bet I know what you like.’ Playfully smiling, you continue: ‘You guys are so predictable! You–always–want the same thing. But go ahead. Let me hear it. Tell me about your sexual fantasies.’ Oddly, I’m thrilled you’re requesting to learn about my sexual insights. I feel like a child impatiently waiting and wanting to blurt out a whopping fish story of my carnal. I was going to have to walk back to my apartment in the hot morning sun, fantastic. I had been walking for about five minutes when I heard my phone ring. ‘Hello?’ I stopped and answered. ‘Hey babe.’ The sweet voice on the other end replied. ‘Oh hey Vicky.’ I answered. ‘I told you not to call me that, I can’t get the babysitter from Fairly Odd Parents out of my mind.’ She giggled. I laughed, ‘Children of the Nickelodeon generation I guess.’ ‘Yeah, parenting was overrated anyway. You at work?’. "You said you had a long story to tell."I saw the other two women smile at me when she said this, their eyes were locked on my hands. I think they wanted to try and look my hands away so they could see the hidden treasure behind them.I grunted, and started to tell them all that had happened to me this evening. From how I had climbed that fence to run around naked behind it, the cops, and all the other things, I didn't let anything out of my story, except of me getting outside the apartment.