I parked my Ram in the short-term lot and then rented a car and drove back home. I was parked just down the street when Lacey came out and got in her ...car. I followed her and was surprised when she pulled up and parked in front of Sally's house and then went inside. I parked down the block and then settled in to see who would show up.About half an hour later a young black kid rode up on a mountain bike, dropped it on the front lawn and then rang the doorbell and was let in. He was obviously a. Gettin more excited by the minute as i try to control my own flaring desire, she knocks on the window and tells the driver something and then closes the privacy screen once again. she then sits next to me and starts rubbin on my thighs and kissin on my neck and my ear. with one hand she's pullin on my jacket, pushin it off my shoulders and with the other hand she putting her fingers in my hair and starts to tug my face down to hers. she starts to stroke her tongue in my mouth, meeting my tongue. I am a house wife, looking after two small children, a golden retriever, and a house cat, along with taking care of my husband and my house. I am usually shut up in the house, being a one car family, and though sometimes that drives me completely insane I am pretty used to it. I don't do much during the day, clean the house, clean the clothes, and talk to some long distance friends over the internet.To break the monotony of my day, I write. All of my stories have to do with sex; it is an outlet. He says he's a friend of Chef Jacques. Could you escort him, please?"Shelly smiled at the bearded, tanned gentleman. "Mr Farouq, would you come this way, please?" Just Farouq ... it's my first name. Your name is Shelly, is it not? Have you been working here long?"Shelly smiled proudly. "For over fifteen years ... I started part-time during high school and I've never left. I would not want to work anywhere else." It IS nice, isn't it ... fresh air, lots of sun ... the feel of the breeze on your.