She was wearing a white one piece dress, that was very tight on the upper area, but loose & short at the bottom. So loose that it barely covered her a...s. The top was very low cut and I could see her massive cleavage from well down the trail. She had long blondish hair in a pony tail and was very attractive. I was having a hard time not getting a full erection. She saw me coming and immediately stopped taking pictures, smiled and said hello. We chatted for a few moments about the beautiful. "I didn't know you were back, Rick," Ros said, moving to me and hugging me with a chaste kiss on the cheek. I saw a car in the driveway and wondered who it was." Yeah, I just got in tonight. Good to be home again."Ros turned to the man who was standing in the background watching the proceedings."Rick, this is John Johnson, a friend of mine. John, this is Rick Miller, Sally's friend." I understand you're an author," I said, extending my hand to him."That's right," he confirmed with a limp. We would sit on the benches outside talking football while waiting for Gus to show up to open. Sara was knowledgeable about the game and I found I enjoyed talking with her. I guess the only way to describe her would be working class as I always saw her in jeans and the Steeler jersey she wore to every game. You know the type, average, brown hair, somewhat chunky but not fat. I’m just saying, although not beautiful she was not ugly. I never thought of her romantically and we barely talked of. So if there’s any part of it you want to be secret...”Alaina rubbed her thumb. “I think the Class itself is the secret. But I want you to know. I just...” She took a deep breath, trying to once again dispel the butterflies she was feeling. “I hope you won’t think differently once you know. All right?”Tiff gave her a serious look. “Alaina, I’m not like Mommy, okay? I like you a lot. And no Class is going to —” her eyes widened. “What the fuck?” Her gaze turned incredulous. “Really?.