That morning, after a quick post-workout nap, I decided to head to the local mall and wander the bookstore. While I was a tall, blond, attractive swim...er, I was--and remain--a nerd.In the bookstore, I ran into Margaret, who was also looking for a good novel to read. She and I had attended neighboring single sex high schools and had then gone to the same university out of state. Very pleasant and her class valedictorian, Margaret had lovely clear skin, silky straight brown hair, and very precise. I could see the glow and spark in her eyes while talkingto me and I knew that she too was attracted to me. the next thing I had to do was only to seduce her for having sex, so Igot more close with her, we exchanged our mobile numbers. I sent her indirect adult messages to which she too gave indirectreplies for that. I talked to her in the nights for hours and hours and once she asked my girlfrinds. the conversation waslike this:anita aunty:do have girlfriends?me:ya but no one is as nice as. I have a vivid mental picture of her – I told you how pretty she was – so we can ask Hope if she'll work with me to draw a sketch of this woman. Then we can sweet talk the General into running the sketch through his facial recognition program." There's an alternative," Jill added, suddenly almost as enthused as her sister-wife. "Matt is an FBI SAC. He has access to facial recognition software and no telling how many different databases."But Kathy was shaking her head. "I wouldn't want him to. Dad and Gran made all the running and I couldn’t really hear what was being said above the music in my headphones but they were having some sort of conversation and Great Gran was quite animated — laughing and throwing her legs — one of her slippers flew off and my Dad retrieved it, sliding it onto the old lady’s foot. I couldn’t help notice that she was wearing what looked like a golden, fully fashioned nylon stocking (I’m an expert and losing her slipper revealed a reinf***ed heel and toe,.