Yours?" Virginia, I think. I never bothered to find out much about them." So you're twenty-nine, divorced, pretty and riding through the countryside w...ith a long-haul trucker who you know nothing about. Don't you think that is a little dangerous and what are you going to do now?" I have no idea. I've loved and hated Tom so much over the last year and now that I am free of him, I just feel like doing something crazy. My friends would say just being here with you is crazy. Do you have any. Mr. Grenville was watching her closely. After a minute he got up from his chair, moved slowly around his desk and approached her as she sat there. As he got closer he reached for the zipper on his pants and slowly pulled it down. Standing directly in front of her, he pulled out his cock, which was semi-hard. Delilah didn't move. "Sweet Delilah," he said, and put his hands in her hair and pulled her head down gently, guiding her mouth to his cock. Delilah made a sound that could have been. .. That and a LOT of sunscreen! I had a sundress, kind of like yours. I wore it on the streets and when we went into restaurants and stuff. After the first day, I got a spray-on tan, so I wouldn't look like all the tourists with un-tanned titties."She whipped her t-shirt over her head exposing her braless boobs, deep bronze, and with no tan lines. "After while, it gets really comfortable to go without a bra, especially when it's hot and humid like this!" She said, absently rubbing the under. You didn't expect this to last past then, did you?" No," I said. "I knew that couldn't work." Look, us going out kind of happened by accident. I like you too much as a friend to want us to get all possessive and stupid about this. Cause then when we have a fight and break up, we won't be friends anymore. I was hoping this could just be a really nice time for the summer and then we could still be really close instead of hating each other the way other couples always end up."I agreed that she was.