Her companion was a slim girl with a short bob, wearing a tee-shirt and a floral skirt. The two of them were smoking cigarettes and had cups of coffee... in front of them. "How are you today?"Ana strolled over to them. "Fine. Fine." I must say you don't look it! Come. Sit with Bida and me."Ana nodded and sat sheepishly in the vacant chair, scarcely caring that she was downwind of the tobacco fumes she normally avoided. Bida smiled at her, and Ana noticed for the first time that she was discreetly. “Do you mind if I ask you something?” Her voice was low.“No, go ahead, anything.”“You mentioned your ex-wife, what happened there?”“Nothing really, maybe everything, I’m not all that sure. Bottom line is, I married her because she was good looking, she married me because she thought I had some kind of a big future. We were pretty much a mismatch. She tried turning me into something I wasn’t. I didn’t like that and rebelled. We fought a lot, then got divorced; end of story. The big problem is,. I try to have good sex, not just a fuck, so the guy has to spoil me a bit, I like a meal at least. I've become choosy, why not I have a figure they drool over and I can have anyone I want. I won't do it in cars, or up back alleys, he has to take me to bed and do it long and slow. I got a job in a large office, I did ok at school, and work in stock control for this big company. I have my booth which is my corner of the word. You wouldn't know I like sex so much as I am telling you, no way!! I. They said their “I Love Yous” and hung up the phone, and with that, Elizabeth plugged in her phone, rolled over and slipped into a very deep sleep. Six AM, came very early the next day for Elizabeth. She quickly jumped into the shower, and took a nice hot shower, and put on some very comfortable clothes, but that were also very sexy clothes. She was wearing, a white lacy bra, with matching panties, and a purple tank top, and tight blue jeans. She packed up the rest of her stuff, and threw them.