. why do you even have to ask that...”As I heard her take a deep breath on the phone, I continued in my most charming voice “To be honest Sejal ...... even I would prefer if you come alone...”I could almost imagine her blush on the phone on hearing my words. She seemed to want to say something more. So I probed her by asking “Is there something else you wanted to say, Sejal?”She cleared her throat, and began in a faltering voice “Umm ... bhaiya ... remember that day when you bought all those. James knew Lola didn't like him in that way, knew that she was probably disgusted this morning remembering last night, but that wasn't the case last night. He could feel Lola's arousal; he could smell her crouched in the dark heat, passion, lust dripping from her pores. He sensed her shock when he moaned out her name as he came. "God Dammit!" He shouted. He'd forgotten about that. She must think I'm some sex crazed pervert who calls out the wrong names in sex because I can’t remember all. The phone is in there. I think his number is stuck on the ice box." James was trying to find the paper with the number when a thought came over Jessie. Her hormones from earlier were still begging for more. "Maybe you shouldn't call him quite yet." James turned to see Jessie standing in the kitchen doorway with only her nightie on. Her robe was in a pile on the floor of the dining area. He knew immediately what she wanted but he'd never cheated on Marta and he didn't quite know what to do. "Uh.. I found that Mrs. Sorensen came to town once a month or so, and was due anytime. I tried to be prepared for what I was going to do.Three days later I was loitering near noon looking at some notices at the post office when she opened the door and entered. My heart leapt and skipped a beat and it seemed to stop in my chest. She was incredibly beautiful, gorgeous and glamorous, even wearing cowboy clothes; jeans, riding boots, a red plaid flannel shirt and a cowboy hat that covered her beautiful.