I took her phone number (i.e. landline number).I use to call her whenever classes postponed or cancelled. She used to come from long distance. Her Hus...band works as a manager in a company. He regularly goes out of town. This I came to know when we talk causally. One fine day I came to know that her husband is out of town. So on that I decided to dare and talk to her. So on that day night around 9 O’clock called her. She lifted the phone. I asked her about her dinner and other casual talk. She. ”“Well, any time you and Kyle want to get together with Tommy and me...”Alice automatically looked up when she heard the doorbell jingle. She was arranging dresses on a sale rack and she turned when Vern walked between the aisles toward her.“Hi, Vern. What brings you here in the middle of the day?”Vern moved to stand close to her, looking around the store. “I guess I’ve never really been in here, Alice. I sort of thought I ought to come by and see what it is you do here.” He moved a little. Closing his eyes, the deathly silence, broken only by the loving chorus of birdsong, calmed him. Wiping his now sodden cheeks, he turns to leave. Trudging his way up the grassy slope to the road, he pauses. A lone figure peering out from behind a mausoleum was staring directly at him. The figure, dressed in black, had his features covered by a low worn baseball cap. Desperately throwing his hand up to cover his face, Dan turns sharply, quickens his pace, and makes for the other exit."Stupid,. I was glad that I was wearing shorts over my spandex leggings or he probably could have seen that my pussy got wet just thinking about what he could do down there. Did I mention what Max looks like? Uhhg. He is gorgeous. About 6’4?, jet black hair, chiseled jaw line, and searing blue eyes. And since he is a personal trainer, of course, he is ripped. OK, back to my story. He even measured my inseam and I don’t think it was an accident that his fingers brushed my pussy lips while he did.