I knew we weren't supposed to meet here, but the car wash, our agreed upon meeting place, was right next door. I wondered if she was as curious as I w...as. I wondered if she felt the same attraction to meeting me, as I did of her.We met through a posting I placed in a Web site for personal ads. I had had several responses to my posting but none of them even remotely attracted me to a face-to-face meeting. Her response was a mirror of my request, an exact form but a reversed image. I was looking. Samantha herself was briefly left completely naked, having balled up and thrown her lacy red panties across the room earlier. She crossed her arms in front of herself and shivered slightly, though the weather was warm outside in Los Angeles this time of year. She couldn’t help still being affected by the strange pointless dream. She picked up her double shot of espresso from where she had placed it on a stack of papers on her nicely disordered desk, and drank it down in one gulp. The warm. We exchanged phone numbers, and the first time I picked up the phone to call her, she was already on the line. She'd just dialed my number.Ten months later, she was spending three or four nights a week in my place. She even kept her hair-dryer in my bathroom.While Nell and Alice remained good friends, they didn't have the constant companionship they'd shared as roomies. Still, especially in the first year or so of our relationship, we frequently had dinner with Nell and her beau-of-the-month.. ” And with her cunt reeking, off she went.I followed, intending to walk round to the front of the Hall. Passing Pender’s house, to my astonishment she was standing at the door. I went up to her. “Oh!” said she, “Fender will be home, I expect him every minute.” She could hear his footsteps a mile off, but she would not let me into the house.Opposite to Pender’s was also a field-gate, I persuaded her to come out and stand there with me; the hedge hid anyone coming along the lane. “At the first.