" She shrugged. "Stand up. Lemme see."I stood. I was wearing a simple sundress which was white and had an overall blue swirled pattern. I was intendin... to wear simple white sandals that's it."You're missing something ... hang on."She was back in a moment, after fetching a bright red scarf. "Tie this around your neck." Neck? Do you think this is the 60's?" I laughed."It is a bit retro, but try it. If it gets too bothersome you'll have something to tie up your thick hair." Well you do have. He'd wanted to take her on a picnic and she'd been pretty cavalier with him - telling him that she had shoots to do, and that he knew this, and wasn't he supposed to be doing something in San Francisco?She'd even mocked what she called his childish behavior. She regretted it now, but he'd taken off and no one seemed to know where he'd gone.Finally she called Ben Buccannon, who was like a grand- father to the young woman. He said that Scott sometimes needed to get way from the pressures of work,. With steely determination and angry grunts from the inconvenienced, I burst from the carriage, the cooler air of the station hitting me like a tidal wave. Adam followed at pace and just made it off the train as the buzzer ended and doors rolled shut. He ran after me as I stalked off through the crowd, and caught up with me by the stairs, spinning me round. Reflexively, I punched him on the shoulder. “What the fuck did I...?” “What?” He smirked just a little. “Oh Jesus, did... was I loud?” He. She got up and cleaned herself in the bathroom and I followed her. We cleaned each other in the bathroom and wiped ourselves. I wore my shorts and she wore her nightgown. We went to the hall where she picked her robe up and sat on the sofa.I sat beside her and I talked about my desires to fuck her in her own bedroom and even with her daughter or husband at home. She got tensed and asked me not to expect more and keep it like this. She said its too risky. I even disclosed my desire to fuck her.