I was so excited, ecstatic even. I bit my lip thinking of how I was holding him all day, smelling him, the bike's vibrations, the memories of flirting... with him… I was so turned on by him all day… oh my god I craved his touch—“Hon, sit down, okay? I’ve gotta pay a little attention to Nessa here.”Oh.Sure.I pulled my shirt down hurriedly; waves of shame and embarrassment washed over me. I… didn’t know which way to turn. Flustered, I finally found our bench and sat, squirming a little. I felt so. We visited a bit and relaxed with a glass of wine. My Mother and my Aunt decided to go see other family down the rode while my cousin Vicky stayed behind to rest and take a bath. We had another glass of wine together and talked for a while, then she went to take a bath.A few minutes later she called out for me to help her with the jaccuzi, she couldn't get it to turn on. I went into the bathroom to help her finding she had not set the timer. I set it for her and started the pump, all was OK. I. It was actually those very plans that had been running through her head when she’d picked her outfit. She was going to a party later and she hoped that Chris might be there. She’d seen him in school over the past few weeks and they’d flirted a little, but things were moving a bit slowly for her taste. She knew that based on how Chris looked that he surely wasn’t hurting for options in the ladies department. She probably had plenty of competition. But she was also very confident in her own. " We pulled into Smith Towers downtown and found a spot near the front doors. Gypsy and I had both worn suits and looked the part of true business professionals. Well, at least she did. I felt like a clown all dressed up like this. But there wasn't anything I wouldn't do to please Gypsy, so I dressed up. I had to quicken my pace to keep up with her brisk stride. She seemed unusually focused and very determined. I had never seen this serious side of Gypsy before. As we neared the lawyer's office.