Said Mone. I smiled as she walked in front of me. Her ass shook from side to side as she kept her hands on her hips. She still had the camera. So I di...d not get to take a picture. I immediately followed close behind trying not to make it to obvious I was staring at her amazing ass. She turned to move her eye glass back up her nose. OK! Your turn. Take a walk on the cat walk. Yeah the cat walk! Mone giggled. I walked in front of her. My tan cargo shorts were falling of my small ass. I could feel. Later I'll comment on the interactions.Of necessity I have several different immediate plans for my loved ones because their circumstances vary so much across different Earths. For the purposes of this autobiography, I'll categorize those circumstances as follows:I am alive and well with multiple minds, up to thirty two of them until the very recent results of the Voyage of Discovery made the number of minds in a body irrelevant. The path my autobiography took will make this category seem. The drive seems to take forever, but I filled my time with music as I thought of this chance encounter and what it could bring. I manage to keep my cock from being hard the whole trip, but rub the length of it occasionally to remind it of what’s coming. I arrived at the motel and went in to register and get a room, in plenty of time to make it to the restaurant before her arrival. I found a table near the front of the place and a seat facing the door and ordered a cup of coffee, she. She's been out of her marriage for a few years, and she's carving out a new life.After a business day, I asked if she'd like to join me for dinner at my hotel. She smiled, made a phone call for c***d care, and said "Sure!" I asked if she'd like to stop home for a swim suit, as my hotel has a great pool and hot tub. She agreed, and I drove to the hotel while she drove home.We met at the hotel dining room. Not only did she pack a swim suit - she changed clothes: slender, black shiny slacks.