But it felt like she'd just cast me an invisible line and now she was reeling me in. Handsome hunk? Was she just playing me to get the room? I was int...rigued.I flicked the switch on the kettle to distract me from such thoughts while I thought of potential topics of conversation. Lindsey was busy looking out of the window at the small paved area that was supposed to be a patio, humming a song that I vaguely recognised from the radio. She wiggled her butt while she did it and I wasn't sure if it. 00 pm wearing a black leather coat - I will fuck anyone who turns up and says, "Hey Kitty " - no condoms - I want cum everywhere."I made sure my pussy was shaved and pulled on my stay up stockings and put on my fuck me boots - my leather knee length jacket completed the outfit and I walked to the park. I was 5'9, 38 with long blonde hair and DD cup breasts.I sat on the swing and thought about going home - this was stupid and dangerous - what the hell was I thinking. Then I heard it, "Hey. Don't argue, don't plead, don't act wounded or slighted, just accept that she's not in the mood and move on. A day or a week later, she'll likely feel differently; in fact, she'll probably initiate something herself when she's feeling up to it. You getting my drift?" Yeah, I think so. But you're talking like people like me don't have any self-control, like we're always gonna be doing stupid things." See, I knew you'd catch on! That's exactly what I'm saying, Jasper. As smart as you are in the. ” “Everyone fucks up sometimes.” She reassured me. “If not, why would we need you lawyers anyway?” Her voice was so calm and matter of fact, I thought it was an insult at first. But then that smile I would grow to love spread across her face. She laughed that hearty lumberjack laugh of hers and I couldn’t help but join in. Soon we were both in tears, as fits of giggles overtook us. “I’m April.” She reached out for my hand. “Haley.” I took it, knowing I would never want to let go. Over dinner.