'No! But a name and place where you're supposed to meet might prove useful.' I said laughing at his discomfort and our mutual forgetfulness.Steve laug...hed too. 'Sorry Dad! I suppose you're right, although the idea of you walking around town asking girls if they're waiting for a blind date has a certain appeal to it.''Don't push it.' I said more sternly than I felt, as his comment was typical of our families' sense of humour.Steve then told me that the girl's name was Mandy and he was supposed to. But, I did as he told me. When we got to the apartment complex, he parked all the way in the back so we had to walk through the entire complex to get to the apartment. When he turned off the engine, he said he was going to treat me like the little girl that I was and told me to get out of the car. He looked at how little the bulge was in the front of the panties and started laughing. He began to walk away and I just stood there not sure what to do. He said to come on. He said for tonight he was. I decided to sit in one of the benches in the center portion of the mall. I was wearing a black skirt, white blouse with a light jacket. I had black hose and heels on. When I sat down, I crossed my legs and notice this guy immediately stopped and sat across from me. He was staring at my legs. I realized he was following me. I ignored him but threw glances at him. I was somewhat turned on by the man and had some thoughts about going over and starting a conversation with him. I was married but I. "Hey bro. I think I work with the sister of that woman you gave the note to. Did you hear any names?" "Yes, the sister was Toni and the floater was Randi." "That's them. I can't talk long, but Toni and I can fix you up with Randi. Toni says Randi was having a bad day and was really intrigued by your note. Think about it and send me an email if you're interested. Bye." If she hadn't been her usual self and made it impossible to get a word in edgewise, I would have told her not to bother. I.