Her eyes wandered his face for a few mo taking in thethree day stubble. The consequence of his oh so
very blue eyes was not lost on her. After her `` lost signal '' moment, as her mom would call it since her
Einstein would disconnect from mouth in a day dreamlike stupefaction, she managed to squeak awkwardly,"
What ? ``

Inwardly there was a sidesplitter building shaking her interior with a rage of skepticism. `` What '' that 's ALL
she could get out ? !

He smiled with his eyes, his goddamn eyes, and repeated his query, `` Can I ask a favor ? ``

'' Uh sure, I guess.., '' she managed to skin while she subconsciously bit her lip.

'' I 'm shopping for a friend who 's into yoga. Seeing it on the schedule at the gym pretty much describes
my experience with Yoga. Would you let me tempt lot on the chance that your tastes run the Lapplander
as hers ? ``

Tempt portion ? Who talks like that ? `` You mean you need help oneself finding a giving, '' she asked.

'' You got it. Is that Wyrd ? I know we 're strangers but I ca n't think you 'd let me buy something
horrifying. ``

She slowly dialed her inner scare back to a manageable level that could operate under the regard of a
randomly handsome man. In her defense, he caught her off guard by just asking a interrogative while her
back was turned. Twitterpated was not her normal state. She had been looking at some new yoga
pants since it looked like she might actually amaze with the new course she was taking. HE snuck up on
HER. God but he wears those jeans well. The plaid shirt was all kinds of yes on him as well.

'' Um no, that 's not weird. I guess it 's kind of sweetness that you care enough, '' she said as she set the
pants she was looking at on the rack and reached up to futilely smooth her dark curly hair. `` Did you
want to get in her pants or maybe a top ? ``

His eyebrow shot up and he gave her a mock face of horror as her paw scrambled to embrace her
mouthpiece. It was too late though, Sigmund Freud be damned. Her bloom deepened even more when he answered,
'' I admit, it's a consideration but I 'd settle for just getting her trouser as a giving first. I usually wait cashbox
we 've shared an episode of modern font Family before I try to get `` in '' the bloomers. ``

'' I am SO SORRY ! I do n't get laid where that came from. I did n't actually think of that ! I meant as a natural endowment,
not that you 're trying .... oh nevermind ! If I help you will you promise to bury I ever said something
like that ? Please ! '' She fixed him with her best pleading face. Her acquaintance always said she looked like
an old Chinese man with that face. Great choice !

"Cant do it, '' his quality severe as he shook his head teacher. `` I am going to reserve the right to reference that
elusion at a clock time of my choosing. After all, '' he was back to his grin now, `` if you try to bully me into buying
something fearful I can always deplume it out. ``

"Help,"she thought. Cute boys should n't say matter like `` pull it out '' to a random girl after a eluding like
hers. It 's dangerous ! She had to displume her eyes away from where they had wandered down his torso as
he spoke.

'' Since pants are on the table so to talk, I think bloomers is a good post to start up. ``

'' I agree, '' she nodded and asked, `` Do you jazz what size of it she is ? ``

'' Somewhere around your elevation a tiny bit larger around the tush, think J-lo on a yoga mat. You could
body stunt woman for her but we 'd need some butt prosthetics first. ``

'' Really ? Five minutes in and you 're cracking ass jape ? What 's next ? ``

'' mode show, '' he answered confidently.

Oh geez ... that excited her and THAT was scary.

'' How do you have sex the track is open, '' she retorted in what she hoped was a non-spastic manner.

He did n't waffle, `` All the signs I 've seen have pointed to Yes. ``

Is this guy for real she thought to herself ? Was she that transparent ? Was she that well-heeled ? Maybe.
She laughed nervously as she turned around quickly and grabbed the bloomers she had been looking at
when he walked up and said, `` Will these do ? ``

He took them out her manus and considered them for a consequence, `` It 's tough to separate on the hangar, we 'll
have to find a changing elbow room. '' Without a fast nod of his head he started walking as though she
should follow. Despite her best drive her feet hesitated only present moment then copied his focus. A
couple faulty turning later they were outside a changing way. He quickly caught the eye of a sales
person across the floor.

'' We 'd care to try these on, '' he told her as she walked up.

'' Of course, let me open the way for you. This threshold tends to stick a lilliputian, '' she said as she inserted
the key and wiggled the hold. After a few seconds of fiddling and pressure the door popped open up
with twang. `` There you go ! Can I assist you with anything else, '' she asked pinning him with an
appraising look.

"Um, I think we're good, but thank you."He shrugged his articulatio humeri at his new found shopping pardner
as the saleswoman left.

'' And then there were two, '' she murmured under her breath.

'' What was that ? ``

'' Oh, just talking to myself. ``

'' Look, I really do appreciate you putting yourself out here like this. My name is Miles by the way. ``

'' wellspring it 's courteous to finally adjoin you statute mile. I 'm Alex. ``

'' Alex. That 's cute. ``

'' Not all of the son can fit in on that. ``

'' Odd. I love the way the X rolls off the tongue, '' he said cheekily. `` Now I do n't desire to languish any more
of your shopping prison term. Throw those on and we 'll see what we 've won. I promise I wo n't glance. ``

'' I should hope not Mr. Miles. Us being Recent epoch strangers would make that a bit awkward. ``

'' Depends on your position Ms. Alex. Now close that door so you ca n't corrupt my eyes. ``

She opened her lip in her trump southerly belle `` Oh '' typeface. stranger or not she pushed the
squeaky door closed and leaned back against it. How did she get into this place ? What now ?

'' Holler if you need help oneself, '' she heard from the early side of door.

She rolled her eyes and threw a sarcastic, `` Ha ! Ha, '' back his way. She decided to go on the offensive
attempting to regain some of the control that had somehow slipped away, '' So how do you screw this
girl ? Are you close friends ? ``

'' Nope, it 's more of a classical 21st century tie, '' he replied.

'' That 's kinda cryptic do n't you mean ? I 'm in here changing my little bosom out for you. Entertain me. ``

'' Fair enough, it's a taradiddle as old as time - boy owns computer, girl owns computer. Boy and girl find the same website and a chat is born. schmooze leads to connection, connection leads to coffee ... and a now I
am here. What do you consider ? Cliche ? Sad ? Odd ? ``

She smiled to herself and replied, `` No I think coffee is perfectly normal. '' His laughter carried over the
top of the door. `` So am I embroiled in some online dating drama ? ``

'' Sorry. No drama just fun. How 's it going in there ? ``

Oh yeah, she 's supposed to be changing. Really ! Is she really going to mold for a arrant
stranger ? Once again her brain had no control over her fingers as they unsnapped her jeans and she
wiggled them past her hip joint and down. `` Oh boy, `` she thought to herself. The actualization of standing in
just her panties and tankful top with Admiralty mile only a few feet away was nerve wracking. Grabbing the new
pants she stepped into one leg pulling it up slightly. Stepping into the right side she had to lift up a
small but somehow her big toe caught the waistcloth. With a horror-stricken squeak she tried to disconnect
her metrical foot and the pants but the quick bowel movement threw her off center. She grasped backward for
backup and managed to hit the door handle as her weight landed against the door. In the minute
between the shrieking of the door slipping open and the uttermost deprivation of graveness, all she could retrieve to
say was `` Jinkies ! ''. Her human foot back pedaled trying to reestablish her remainder but only seemed to move
her faster backward. This excited ballet could only end one way and saving boldness was not that way. As
she continued her downwards arc, Miles'startled face came into focus trying to serve as he ducked
down to catch her. momentum had a different plan and sent her tumbling directly into him as they
collapsed in a spate, her body resting directly on top of his. Silence.

She could feel his chest advance and crepuscle but he did n't say a word. Somewhere in the middle of her chest,
the tiniest of giggles emerged.

He looked down past the top of her head at her gorgeous body and watched as the tiny giggle shook her chest. His eye traced the bend of her breast following it down as it merged with her stomach then
her bosomy hips. Between the assuage shake of her laughter and the scanty clad ass now resting on his
cock, he was in difficulty. He could n't really control the stock rushing downwardly and the resulting
proclamation that she was having a more than well-disposed consequence on him. As his cock began to temper
he noticed her laughter began to quiet. What could he do ?

'' So was that an entry or an exit, '' he asked in a imitation inquisitive tone, `` Because when you enter
you 're coming, when you exit you're going. I 'm just confused ‘ cause you came out ass first. ``

The mum pause was awkward enough to make the cast of Garden State shore uncomfortable. Then the
laugh started again ... a piddling giggle like before and built until it was full force play fit of laughter.

Gasping for breath she rolled over on her stomach, off of him onto the trading floor, and looked him in the
eyes. Forgetting for the moment that she had yoga knickers tangled around her ankles and her leach
cotton plant panty on showing for anyone walking by. He held her gaze for a few here and now then broke the
silence again, `` You were right. Those pants will front heavy on her. ``

She groaned and she buried her face in her arm. He just grinned, `` Alex ? ``

'' What ? ``

'' Would you care me to help you up, '' he asked as he sat up.

'' No, I am pretty certain I can manage, '' she grimaced back. She pushed herself up onto her knee
preparing to stand-up.

'' Right this way dame, '' came a vocalism from the sales floor.

Her face froze - This was not respectable ! Somebody was coming and she was still twisted up ! Without
thinking she lunged for the outfit room. History repeated as her foot tangled and she started to fall.
But the surrender never came, instead nautical mile, who had stood here and now before her, lifter her up like a damozel
in distress and stepped quickly inside the changing elbow room and pushed the door closed with his hip.
circumstance her Down on her feet, he turned and sat down on the bench. It was a squiffy fit with her dorsum
against the room access their articulatio genus still touched. She could n't even list over to disentangle her metrical foot ! She
looked at him with brow raised, `` What do we do now, '' she whispered.

He thought about it for a minute then whispered, `` If we go out now ... it 'd look embarrassing. We
might as well use our time wisely ... ''

'' You want me to deepen while you 're in here ? That 's asking a bit much do n't you think ! We are
alien ! '' Her voice started to rebel so Miles put a finger's breadth to his brim with a grinning. This just served to
peak out how overnice those lip were. What should she do ?

'' Well you have n't fared well on your own the pass of help still stands, '' he retorted.

damn him, she was remembering how just it felt when she was pressed up against him.

'' What would your online Quaker say ? ``

'' She 'd ask for delineation. '' His cheeky grin was too much. She started to turn away only to earn that
left her ass exposed almost at face level. She paused and leaned her head against the English of the
small fertilisation room with her eyes closed. It took a few moments to realize that someone, Miles, was
touching her leg. His provide mitt was resting just below her knee, his fingers wrapped around to the
front line. He gently slid his script down, lifting her right leg slightly, and grabbed the tangled pants with his
right wing hand. bending forward to do that put his font near her thigh and she could feel his breath, quick
and tickling, against her skin. All she could do was stare down at the top of his head while he worked
to get the garment off. His breathing was causing the hair on her neck to perk up ... that was usually
followed by bozo bumps ... then bigger bumps.

'' Oh geez, '' she thought. `` If I mace him now I 'll just hurt myself. His grimace is lupus erythematosus than the width of Venti
Chai Latte from my navel ! This is mad ! Focus ! '' Her thoughts were interrupted by a quick glance from
him. He flashed a triumphant grin showing her that her left leg was free, from the drawers, but not his
touch. Holding eye contact he slowly and deliberately placed her animal foot on the bench next to his left
thigh. This brought her body slightly closer if that was potential. He then placed his properly hand on the
outside of her left thigh and slid it slowly downward. Sliding cashbox he reached the infamous yoga drawers,
never once shifting his gaze.

She started to speak but come up she could n't trust her vocalization. All she could focus on was the track
warmheartedness of his ghost left and the chain reaction it was causing. The air had gotten thick with
unrequited questions and the serenity held her vocalism captive. He finally lowered his eyes focusing on
the task of untangling her. But his two day growth on his cheek was pressed against her and every
time she moved it tickled her leg. With only inches between her and the traitorous door, she leaned
back with eyes closed for support and hopefully a safer distance. Her right fundament was still next to him
on the bench and her left wing was under his control.

'' Done. ``

'' Whuh ? Huh ? OH ! You got it, '' she stammered. She was still leaned back on the doorway and somewhere between a daydream and awake.

He grinned and lifted her left metrical unit off the reason, getting a startled gasp out of her, and placed it next
to his proper thigh on the bench.

'' Oh MY SOUND of Music, '' she thought. With her back against the room access ( PLEASE DO N'T out-of-doors ) and
her base on the terrace, her ass was hovering right over his lap. He could arrive at down with his teeth
and rip her pantie right off ! `` My pantie ! God ! '' She looked down and sure enough the rifle blueness
fabric had gotten darker in areas. She was wet and there was no way he could n't tell.

'' Oh god, I want this do n't I ? If he makes his move ( another movement ), I will officially be a coiffe elbow room
slovenly woman. Oh ! I 've never been a slut ! Do I want to be a slut ? Am I already a slut ? What if my mom, '' her
wreckless stream of cerebration was disrupted by his backtalk, his fucking soft lips on the inside of her knee.
'' Yep, I 'm a trollop, '' she declared in her head.

One candy kiss followed another as his hands, now between her wooden leg, followed the seam of her thigh toward
her derriere. She pressed her manus against each wall for living as he began placing picayune tiny soft
kiss along her waistband. She could feel his hot hint on falling on her cloth covered hammock. Her
fingernails were trying to dig into the walls as zany bumps erupted and her tit felt like like they
could cut chicken feed. From behind his fingers were tracing the furrow of her girdle, toying with it. He
shifted slightly forward and leaning further in and placing a blue kiss just below her navel point. The next
kiss was slightly low-toned ; the succeeding one small. And then they stopped.

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes tilting her nous down so she could see his aspect. Her
curly embrown haircloth fell in a confuse obscuring component of her view. He reached up and moved the few chain
out of her eyes.

'' Tell me, '' came his barely audible whisper.

'' I ca n't. ``

He leaned down and grazed her cutis just above her waistband with the lightest soupcon. She only felt
the faint aplomb office left by his lips.

'' William Tell me. ``

She said nothing, biting her lip, staring across-the-board eyed. He trailed his digit over her organic structure till they
reached the small-scale of her back. With a maladroitness bordering on inhumane he traced his finger's breadth down
her spine until he reached the cleft of her ass. His fingerbreadth danced imperceptibly down the fabric
glaringly close to the boundary of her resolve.

'' William Tell me. ``

His breathing space was hot on her pelt. Her unreliable skin, prickled in rousing and dampness in anticipation.
She met his gaze not wanting to blink, barely breathing. She was tense. Without thinking she reached
down and traced a finger along his stubbly jaw. Following the outline around and across to his lips.
Brazenly she pushed a finger between his lips and beyond. He responded by lightly wrapping them
around her finger as she slowly drew it out. She ran her moist finger down his cheek.

'' William Tell me, '' he breathed onto her stomach a hair's-breadth from the surface. She didn't hear it but she
felt it.

She did n't say anything. This sentence she wrapped her fingers in his wavy pilus and tilted his chief up.
She held him there while her other hand reached up and rolled her right field teat between her fingers.
minute passed before he seemed to breathe again. She felt his fingers wrap themselves under her
waistband.

'' Do it, '' she said with an urgency that was unreal to her.

Before she could alter her mind he pulled on the lowest of her objections. With her wooden leg feast he
could n't get them all the way down but it was enough. His provide arm wrapped under her thigh and over
the top allowing him to stroke her slit. She 'd shaved a tiny landing place strip and he was teasing the Robert Floyd Curl Jr.
without actually applying pressure. Her whimper slipped out, pleading. His decently hand had was
cupping her pert ass impertinence as the left grew bolder. She was so wet and his quarter round was slick with her
arousal. Guiding his thumb down one side of her puffy rim, he gently probed the bum of her
crease, then back up on the other side.

Her reluctance was reshaping itself into restlessness as her button remained untouched. Her oculus were
fixated on the attention being paid between her legs. Pressing her back against the door to the try-on
room, she pushed her pelvis up trying to inspire Thomas More contact. He responded by pulling his hired hand
away and giving her a nictitation. The hand that had been teasing her starving clit was now reaching down
to something on his bang. The sound of velcro ripping was all she could discover. As he brought his hand
back up she realized he 'd grabbed one of those multi-tools that outdoorsman carry.

'' That thing better have something that vibrates, '' she said through clenched teeth but wondering why
he 'd pulled it out. Her heart got all-encompassing as he unfolded a curtly knife leaf blade from the assortment of tools
stored in the handle. Deliberately he reached up and slid the leaf blade under the fabric of her panties and
before she could object, sliced right through the fabric holding it onto her leave behind leg. As it dropped away
her pussy was now completely unguarded and he gave her a repellant grin. Between the offset kiss he
placed on the inside of her knee joint and the time it took him too put that damn pecker away felt like she
could 've knittted herself new panties. She 'd gone from `` What are you doing '' to `` why are n't you doing
it '' without realizing it. She rolled her hips upward again as he brushed his lips down her privileged thigh.
He reached the crease between her outer rim and her leg placing his last candy kiss at the top.

His elbows were resting on his knee joint and he was supporting her, hands on cheeks, with his hands.
She held her breathing spell as he leaned in his spit making contact with her wet folds. It was a straightaway penchant
then a suspension. Her swollen rim pulsated under his warm easy breath. Somewhere mid intermission he
brashly ran his natural language firmly from bottom to top. Lingering at the peak to add pressure sensation to her clit and
gradually pulling his rough warm clapper over it. Tugging on her hips he pushed the length of his
glossa against her slit and shifted until the tip began to penetrate. Sliding past her cunt lips into the
slick hot place, resistance was n't even on the menu.

As quick as he was in, he was out. His spit replaced by his thumb as his attention shifts to her clit
again. Needing to deliver some tiny bit of control in direct contrast to her body 's perfidious resignation, she
grabbed his head. She held him so his knife was firmly pressed to her clitoris as she began grinding
her pelvic girdle against him. Sweat was trickling down her rachis and his thumb buried inside her add to the
sentiency churning within. The air was thick with her need, the voltage was building. Haunting
quiet blanketed her sensation and was ripped apart by her release. It rampaged through her tensing
torso robbing her of breathing space. Her centre half shut and her oral fissure hung slump, slightly opening and
closure, as pleasance mounted her prickled skin. She spastically locked her fingers in his hair holding
him tight against her. His sassing now sucked on her throbbing clitoris. As the Wave decreased in size her
muscles found a way to unwind again. Her head thumped back onto the door.

'' What the hell was that, '' she said in her normal voice.

'' Ma'am, did you need a unlike size ? '' The representative answered from the other side of the door.

Her oculus got big, `` Um no ! Thanks ! '' She looked down at his messy grin as he mimed a scared fount. `` I
think this one will do great !'

'' Ok let me jazz if you need anything else. '' her part receded into the distance.

His dreary oculus would n't let her go as she tried to find Christian Bible. What was left of her cute striped pantie
dangled from her leg, he 'd only cut them off of one.

He leaned his straits against her leg. `` I guess I owe you new underwear. How are we going to handle
that ? ``

Without missing a cadence she smiled wickedly and with a new authority countered, `` I say we go try
some on rightfield now. ''