She smiled at me while she talked on her cell phone and smoked a cigarette. I sat down to enjoy a soda. She came over and sat down with me at a table ...outside. We talked some small talk. I still remember her work polo shirt unbuttoned to her cleavage. It wasn't overly sexy or anything, but she looked so cute and her tits were so pert and overflowing that it worked for her. She also wore somewhat inappropriate white Capri pants. I could see her pockets through it, but no pantie lines. When I. . what with all the stops along the way. If you can get ready for work in a half hour without waking your girlfriend, and skip breakfast or eat it on the bus, that will mean your days will start with you getting up at five-thirty in the morning and getting home at seven in the evening. Of course, that's on a light day, and assumes the busses run according to schedule, something that almost never happens."I have to hand it to Joyce, she didn't show any chagrin but came right back with, "I've. “Don’t piss her off,” he repeated. “Just go with the flow and let her have her way. It’s going to be better for all of us if you do.”“Man, look,” he said plaintively, “I never meant to screw around with your wife.”Kevin shook his head, smiling a little ruefully. “I know. I know, Jason. But, you know what? It makes her happy. I mean, I don’t know what it is about you, but she loves you to death.”“Yeah, but we shouldn’t be screwing, man. I never intended to hurt you.”“I’m not hurt, Jase. You. No practice."Ed grunted. "Me neither. We're a fine fuckin' pair..." Mebbe Ah oughta go..." Naw. Phillippe's probably all alert over there -- you come poppin' outta here, an' you might as well put up a billboard. Park your ass on the couch fer a bit -- we'll watch the tube until shit settles down. Wanna beer?" Ah cain't drink. Makes me stupid." Ed just eyed her. "Yah, awright. One, mebbe." She settled her frame on the couch -- which suddenly seemed to shrink.Ed headed for the refrigerator,.