Her body was so voluptuous and provoking to see that I would get an inevitable grin of excitement. I would play these games of self control techniques...of keep tabs of where her and my mom’s eyes where as to not get caught stealing mental photographs.It was the first day at their house as we arrived in the late afternoon. We had left early and my dad had made great time on the interstate. At the halfway point of the three hour drive I knew I had to piss like a race horse. We unpacked the car and. ‘I’ve got a Mr. Philips here, a vascular surgeon we called in on an emergency. There hasn’t been time to book a room for him, have you got any vacancies?’ Jenny had looked up sharply at the name Philips, but that had happened on a few other occasions since Philips was not an uncommon name, but the other two men were talking partially turned away from her. ‘Yes, I’m sure we can fit him in.’ He went back to the two talking men, said a few words, they shook hands and two left. The third man. " She turned toward me, which startled me completely. She was going into her handbag. I moved my presence away from her purse, but still on the seat.She fumbled around in her purse and found a tissue. She dabbed at her eyes, and blew her nose. Taking a deep breath, she reached for the key again, and turned it. The engine roared into life.Who was this Lt. Mary Cadley? I tried to recall if I had ever known such a person. Did I have amnesia? Many questions went through my head as we started. Now, I'm no perfect physical specimen. I could stand to lose about fifteen or twenty pounds. But I carry myself well and dress well, and I'm told I have a quiet confidence that women find attractive. And I'll admit I have a pretty handsome face. What Danielle started doing was touching me all the time. Not just patting me on the shoulder. Pressing her body up against mine. Like a hug, but more like she was holding me. I would be leaning against a counter and she would come up to me and wrap.