When she finished, she rapped lightly on the wall three times and giggled. I rapped three times in return and rolled over to sleep. For the next thre... months things continued in much the same vein. We saw each other several times at the store, the cafe, and in the mailbox room, and while I walked her back to her door a number of times, she always bid me adieu at her door and never invited me in. Nor did I ever invite her into my apartment; somehow her manner made it clear she would refuse.. I will be very good to her and treat her with respect.”I could not help but ask, “Does this happen often. I mean women on vacation and all, ... you know?”Rodrigo shook his head, “Not as often as you would think. This is a family resort. Couples with kids. Honeymooners, Very few unattached women as beautiful as your mother. Yes, young girls come here, but I find them dull and unimaginative. So I ignore them. Will you excuse me unless you have more questions? I don’t want to keep Mrs. Connelly. My bra dropped to the floor and he then resumed his massaging of my breasts and this time when he pinched my nipples it hurt a little and I let out a slight yelp. He smiled at me as I did so and then turned his attention back to my pussy. He put his thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slowly eased them down revealing my pussy. I stepped out of my knickers to leave me stood in front of him completely naked. Dave grabbed my arse and pulled me towards him. My pussy was directly in front of. If theyare, then I guess they must only be visiting. I hope they don't leave,not yet anyway.Diary, I think for once that I'm actually glad that I don't live in thatcul-de-sac. I'd be so nervous if there was a chance of talking to thosegirls every time I left the house. I get so nervous whenever I'm near agirl, I can hardly talk to one except for my Mum, but she's my Mum.Maybe this is some sort of sign? Am I supposed to get over my fear andtalk to these girls over the fence? I don't think I.