"I'm finished what I was doing and the wife is going around to a friend of hers so if you give me your address I'll change my clothes and set off".It ...was just after two in the afternoon when he parked outside her nicely kept garden. She opened the door on the first chime of the bell; she was wearing a nice dressing gown. "Tea or coffee?" she asked. He smiled before replying "How about opening your gown, revealing what is on offer", he said. She undid the belt and totally removed the gown and. She also saw him take half a step back to improve his line of sight as she squared her shoulders.“I'll have a glass of Riesling,” she said coolly as he placed a small napkin on the table in front of her. She watched his reflection as he moved toward the bar with the drink order. He turned and stared back in her direction as the bartender went to work. The mirrored walls gave him a perfect view of her reflection from the bar area, but screened her from all the other tables. “Show time!”, she. Sweethearts or strangers, where do we go from here, I'll leave it up to you...Ahhhh... ! The lyrics of that sweet old country ballad from the 1930's came drifting back on Memory's Tide as I started to write this story ... hence the title.June Richardson wrapped her arm protectively around her daughter's shoulders. They stood watching a lone rider riding away from the wagon train. A few minutes later, he was just a small speck on the distant purple horizon."Mommie, do you think he'll ever come. He Said, "I Want To Take You To The Football Game." But, The Tickets Are All Sold Out."He Pulled Out Two Of The Tickets & Smiled His Gorgeous Smile.I Jumped Up & Hugged Him. He Was Holding Me .I Never Felt Secure Being Lifted Up From The Ground.I Felt His Penis Against My Vagina. It Gave Me A Tingly Feeling. It Felt .. Good. I'm Ready.He Kissed Me On My Cheek As He Put Me Down.I Looked Up At Him Then Slowly Kissed Him On The Lips. Its Official. He's My Boyfriend.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Later On That Day.