And as conservation led on I released that she wasn't some teen or some stupid junk y teen girl, rather very smart and very polite lady.After 6 minute...s we said "bye" to each other. Tomorrow i forgot everything. I did my usual things during a day.At evening about midnight and quarter the cell phone had rung again. That was she again ..Sarah..I said "Good evening Sarah" instead Hello...She prizes in laughing and said "hi Alex".We were chatting about 3 hours.She was married 41 years old, librarian. "Yeah," said Mike, "Snyder again. I'm going to get that bastard one of these days." Mike," she said, "I know you know a lot more about this than I do, and I know you're sure you're right, but..." But what?" snapped her husband. He knew what was coming next; they had talked about it several times before. Lisa was simply too naive to believe that anyone who seemed so respectable could be involved in crime, particularly in prostitution."Well," she said, "are you really sure?" Yes, dearest," he. She didn’t seem to mind, in fact, she seemed to really like the attention. I certainly had a chubby from seeing what I saw.At the end of the day, we both took the elevator down to the first floor, and instead of the usual awkward silence you would find in most elevators Rachel leaned over to me and said, “I’m really looking forward to our date tomorrow night.” “So am I…so am I,” I replied. That night, as usual, I couldn’t stop thinking about Rachel. As I masturbated I thought of the panty. Satisfied at her sharp intake of breath and her blushing nod, he continued his tale, enjoying her feel of her fingers caressing his bare chest. "As I said, she was beautiful beyond compare and the object many a late night fantasy, some as simple as spending an idyllic afternoon picnicking between her legs beneath the warm summer sun. Some, however, were much darker. Much like the ones that fill your pretty little head, those secret desires that you are won’t admit to, Jenny. Don’t look at me.