The guy behind thecounter even tried to make a date with Jackie. Failing that, he triedwith me. Fat chance, I thought, but I got him off my case by te...lling himI was going steady with a karate black belt."This isn't going to work," Darla said, hunching over a Coke. She took asip. "Ugh! This Coke is too sweet." Try mine," Jackie said."It's better," Darla replied after a sip. "What is it?" It's Diet Coke," Jackie sighed. "I suspect our tastes have changed,too." You mean we'll have to eat like. I drove past and went about half a mile. I couldn't go through with it...could i?I drove back, ready to go home, as i got more shaky. As I drove by, I quickly swung into the car park. Subconsciously my brain was telling me I wanted it...I think. I got out my car and walked towards the toilet. As I got in, one of the cubicles was busy while the other was free. I almost ran inside and locked the door. I was shaking like a leaf and was holding the door closed..as if the lock wouldn't hold it. I. "I need a dose of the good book to get me back on the straight and narrow." I looked across the table from him expecting to see him get struck by lightning.When it didn't happen, I yelled,"Excuse me." Then I ran into the house and down into the basement. I closed all of the doors behind me and buried my face in one of the pillows on the sofa down there. Then I laughed my ass off. There was no way that bastard should have had the balls to even step into a church. He was just trying to say. I leaned forward, and gently pulled the leotard away from her shoulders, and she slipped her right arm out first, and then her left. She stood up, and turned to face us, peeling her pink leotard down, revealing her white sports bra, and then she took it right off, tossing it on top of her jacket on the floor. She was now standing there, with just her underwear, and those silver shimmer tights. I was mesmerised by what I was seeing, and Casey knew it. She knew the effect her curvy body was.