I could have been happy with that but I was determined to see this through.I gently eased myself out of the car trying to look as ladylike as I could ...just in case anyone was around. A quick glance around told me that there wasn’t and I quickly locked the car and headed for the park entrance. The click of my heels on the pavement excited me. It was turning me on to know I was making that sound. I continued into the park concentrating on my walking and swaying my hips. I’d practiced plenty of. Well, not too much at least. At some point I have to make the right splash to justify getting her attention. Still, for this to work, there can’t be any sort of connection so not staring constantly or making eye contact will be hard. Especially, if another player joins the game by sitting down beside her. What then? Stick to the plan, that’s what. Where IS she? It’s already 7:18 and she was supposed to arrive around 7:00. Remembering one of the rules we set for ourselves was no texts or calls. . So well that hemade enough money to retire early at age 37. Not bad for a fat, bald,acne-scarred man who was always put down by his peers in the past. Buthe didn't want to stop at retirement. He wanted to try his hand atrunning a totally new business... one that would parallel his vision,and his interests. Don had been to Hooters before. Of course, being thehose lover he was, he enjoyed his time there. But he always wished thewaitresses would wear high heels.Also, he wondered how it would be. "No mumma........ I don't mind." She had replied feeling a gush of warmth running through her body. She felt wetness between her legs. This was a novel experience to her. A woman feeling her up after recently being harpooned by her husband.My mother had then held her pressed to her large boobs and snaked her hands over Sunita's boobies. Sunita had closed her eyes and allowed the feeling of warmth to run over her. She could feel herself going more wet between her legs. My mother had closed her.