She read out the number again, and he confirmed it back. ‘Now,’ Elizabeth said, ‘What do you want to phone Denise for on a Saturday morning?’ ...e grimaced, and then realised Elizabeth couldn’t see his expression. He said, ‘It’s just something she said last night. I just wanted to chat with her.’ ‘Can you tell me what it was she said, or is that a secret?’ ‘It was nothing much, I just want to chat. Cheers, Elizabeth, have a good weekend!’ He rang off before Elizabeth could ask any more, took a. After I zipped up the pants, I ran may handsover my ass, thinking about what Danielle had said. I walked over to themirror and looked at myself. The jeans looked similar to the pair Danielle was wearing. They clungtight to my ass, lifting it and pulling it apart slightly. I pulled up mysweater slightly, and could see the tops of my hip bones sticking out. Ilooked pretty cute, I thought. I went to my closet and found the shiny penny loafers Danielle hadinstructed me to wear. I slipped on a pair. Of course, that might have had something to do with the fact she didn't dress, or look like a "mom" either, meeting me at the bus depot with a tight fitting pair of jeans on that molded and sculptured her ass, not to mention the man's white shirt she wore with the shirt-tail tied in a knot just beneath her breasts, leaving her firm belly exposed which I'd found quite attractive when seeing her dressed like that before. My Aunt wore her dark brown hair long in a pony-tail that I'd rarely seen. We were standing next to her bed when Jennifer said, "Do you remember I told you I had something at home in case I felt horny?" Yeah, I remember." My dick responded.Jennifer opened the drawer in her night table and took out a dildo.I laughed."That's what a bitch uses," Jennifer laughed. She then handed it over to me. "Take a look."I was taken by surprise. I knew what it was for, but I had no use for it. Nevertheless I took it in my hand. There were some markings on it. The room was dim. I bent.