?"Sal smiled back. "We ... shared. It was ... memorable."This was the opening April had been looking for. It wasn't hard to feign interest, although a...ctually screwing Mark would be a hard sell. She was damn good herself - professionally trained – and she was pretty sure he wouldn't measure up. But it was worth a shot to see, plus she wanted to get into his head some more. She was fairly certain that a cretin such as he wouldn't be a mastermind behind the bank robberies, but he could also be the. The swimming pool had been easy walking distance from school as a kid, but there was no direct bus route home, the two-miles-plus was an ok walk in the summer, but not an option after dark. Still, I retraced childhood footsteps, remembering the short-cuts and reliving some memories. I left my kit bag at home, actually, I didn’t have a swimming costume, and summer shorts were not really designed for the gym either. As I approached the pool however, a wave of nostalgia swept over me – a really. So I ran into my local coffee shop, you know, the cute little place at the corner where we had coffee last time? Anyway, I ran in and thankfully there wasn’t a line. So I go up to the counter and I order my latte, or whatever it was that I ordered. I can’t even remember right now even though it was the most important thing to me two hours ago.I was standing in line and I started to look around while I was waiting for my coffee to be made and I see this gorgeous guy. He looked more delicious. I did love my extremely feminine call girlish appearance though. The teensy dresses, five-inch heels and bright red lipstick did make a rather stunning impression! Ironically I didn’t crave male attention in any way. I did like being noticed though. More than anything, I just loved looking sexy and feeling very, very female. I tried to ignore and even prevent the men’s shameless forwardness toward me yet the attentions at least made me feel attractive and wanted.In September on the weekends,.