Her eyes wandered his face for a few import taking in thethree day stubble. The event of his oh so
very depressed centre was not lost on her. After her `` lost signaling '' consequence, as her mom would call it since her
brain would disconnect from back talk in a day dreamlike stupefaction, she managed to squeak awkwardly,"
What ? ``

Inwardly there was a sidesplitter edifice shaking her insides with a fury of disbelief. `` What '' that 's ALL
she could get out ? !

He smiled with his optic, his blamed center, and repeated his enquiry, `` Can I ask a favor ? ``

'' Uh surely, I guess.., '' she managed to sputter 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 a lot describes
my experience with Yoga. Would you let me tempt fate on the chance that your tastes run the same
as hers ? ``

Tempt luck ? Who talks like that ? `` You mean you need serve finding a natural endowment, '' she asked.

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

She slowly dialed her inner panic back to a manageable degree that could function under the gaze of a
randomly handsome man. In her defense, he caught her off sentry duty by just asking a question while her
back was turned. Twitterpated was not her normal res publica. She had been looking at some new yoga
pants since it looked like she might actually stay put with the new class she was taking. HE snuck up on
HER. God but he wears those blue jean well. The plaid shirt was all variety of yes on him as well.

'' Um no, that 's not weird. I guess it 's kind of Henry Sweet that you care plenty, '' she said as she set the
pants she was looking at on the single-foot and reached up to futilely smoothen her dark curly hair. `` Did you
want to get in her bloomers or maybe a top ? ``

His supercilium shot up and he gave her a mock look of horror as her mitt scrambled to enshroud her
mouth. It was too late though, Freud be damned. Her rosiness deepened even more when he answered,
'' I admit, it's a considerateness but I 'd square off for just getting her pants as a gift first. I usually wait till
we 've shared an instalment of Bodoni font mob before I try to get `` in '' the gasp. ``

'' I am SO dingy ! I do n't know where that came from. I did n't actually mean that ! I meant as a giving,
not that you 're trying .... oh nevermind ! If I help you will you promise to blank out I ever said something
like that ? delight ! '' She fixed him with her adept pleading look. Her friends always said she looked like
an old chinese man with that face. Great selection !

"Cant do it, '' his tone severe as he shook his head. `` I am going to book the right to reference that
slip at a clock time of my choosing. After all, '' he was back to his grin now, `` if you try to ballyrag me into buying
something terrible I can always rip it out. ``

"Help,"she thought. Cute boys should n't say things like `` pull out it out '' to a random young lady after a gaucherie like
hers. It 's unsafe ! She had to shoot down her eyes away from where they had wandered down his body as
he spoke.

'' Since pants are on the table so to speak, I think pants is a honest space to start. ``

'' I agree, '' she nodded and asked, `` Do you screw what size she is ? ``

'' Somewhere around your acme a lilliputian bit larger around the prat, think J-lo on a yoga mat. You could
body double for her but we 'd want some butt prosthetics first. ``

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

'' Fashion display, '' he answered confidently.

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

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

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

Is this guy for real she thought to herself ? Was she that transparent ? Was she that easy ? 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 hands and considered them for a moment, `` It 's hood to secernate on the airdock, we 'll
have to find oneself a changing room. '' Without a quick nod of his head he started walking as though she
should follow. Despite her best efforts her feet hesitated only moments then copied his counseling. A
couple wrong tour later they were outside a modify room. He quickly caught the eye of a sales
person across the floor.

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

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

"Um, I think we're good, but thank you."He shrugged his shoulders at his new found shopping better half
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 figure is Miles by the way. ``

'' Well it 's nice to finally meet you stat mi. I 'm Alex. ``

'' Alex. That 's cute. ``

'' Not all of the male child can agree on that. ``

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

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

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

She opened her oral cavity in her best southern belle `` Oh '' facial expression. Strangers or not she pushed the
squeaky door closed and leaned back against it. How did she get into this situation ? What now ?

'' yowl if you need facilitate, '' she heard from the other incline of door.

She rolled her eyes and threw a sarcastic, `` Ha ! Ha, '' back his way. She decided to go on the offense
attempting to regain some of the ascendency that had somehow slipped away, '' So how do you make love this
fille ? Are you closemouthed friends ? ``

'' Nope, it 's more of a classic 21st 100 affiliation, '' he replied.

'' That 's kind of mystifying do n't you think ? I 'm in here changing my little meat out for you. Entertain me. ``

'' Fair enough, it's a tale as old as time - boy owns data processor, female child owns computer. Boy and young lady find the same website and a chat is born. Chat leads to connection, connecter leads to coffee ... and a now I
am here. What do you call back ? 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 model for a nail
unknown ? Once again her brain had no control over her digit as they unsnapped her jeans and she
wiggled them past her hips and down. `` Oh boy, `` she thought to herself. The fruition of standing in
just her panties and tankful top with geographical mile only a few pes away was face wracking. Grabbing the new
pants she stepped into one leg pulling it up slightly. Stepping into the rightfield slope she had to lift up a
little but somehow her big toe caught the waistband. With a horrified squeaker she tried to disconnect
her foot and the pants but the agile movement threw her off center. She grasped backward for
support and managed to hit the door handle as her weighting landed against the door. In the moment
between the screech of the room access slipping spread and the extreme exit of gravitation, all she could think to
say was `` Jinkies ! ''. Her animal foot back pedaled trying to reestablish her balance but only seemed to propel
her faster backward. This unrestrained ballet could only end one way and saving face was not that way. As
she continued her downward arc, sea mile'startled face came into direction trying to help as he ducked
down to see her. momentum had a unlike plan and sent her tumbling directly into him as they
collapsed in a heap, her body resting directly on top of his. Silence.

She could palpate his chest rising slope and fall but he did n't say a give-and-take. Somewhere in the eye of her chest,
the tiniest of giggles emerged.

He looked down past the top of her mind at her gorgeous body and watched as the tiny giggle shook her dresser. His eye traced the curve ball of her breast following it down as it merged with her venter then
her well-endowed hips. Between the gentle shake of her joke and the panty clad ass now resting on his
cock, he was in trouble. He could n't really hold the line of descent rushing downward and the resulting
announcement that she was having a Thomas More than well-disposed effect on him. As his cock began to indurate
he noticed her laughter began to tranquilize. What could he do ?

'' So was that an entrance or an exit, '' he asked in a false speculative tone, `` Because when you enter
you 're coming, when you exit you're going. I 'm just confused ‘ drive you came out ass first. ``

The still suspension was awkward sufficiency to draw the roll of T-shirt shoring uncomfortable. Then the
laugh started again ... a little giggle like before and built until it was full strength burst of laughter.

Gasping for breathing spell she rolled over on her stomach, off of him onto the floor, and looked him in the
heart. Forgetting for the moment that she had yoga pants tangled around her ankles and her striped
cotton panty on display for anyone walking by. He held her gaze for a few moments then broke the
silence again, `` You were decently. Those knickers will calculate great on her. ``

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

'' What ? ``

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

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

'' Right this way ma'am, '' came a voice from the sales agreement floor.

Her face froze - This was not good ! Somebody was coming and she was still twisted up ! Without
thinking she lunged for the accommodate room. History repeated as her foot tangled and she started to fall.
But the nightfall never came, instead Admiralty mile, who had stood import before her, lifter her up like a damsel
in distraint and stepped quickly inside the changing room and pushed the door closed with his hip.
Setting her down on her substructure, he turned and sat down on the Bench. It was a nasty fit with her backbone
against the door their knees still touched. She could n't even tilt over to unpick her groundwork ! She
looked at him with eyebrows raised, `` What do we do now, '' she whispered.

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

'' You want me to shift while you 're in here ? That 's asking a bit much do n't you think ! We are
strangers ! '' Her voice started to turn out so nautical mile put a fingerbreadth to his rim with a grinning. This just served to
point out how decent those lips were. What should she do ?

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

Damn him, she was remembering how good it felt when she was pressed up against him.

'' What would your online champion say ? ``

'' She 'd ask for pictures. '' His cheeky grin was too much. She started to work away only to realize that
left her ass exposed almost at face level. She paused and leaned her head against the slope of the
diminished dressing room with her heart closed. It took a few moments to make that person, Miles, was
touching her leg. His go out hand was resting just below her knee, his finger's breadth wrapped around to the
front. He gently slid his paw down, lifting her rectify leg slightly, and grabbed the tangled trouser with his
right hired hand. Bending forward to do that put his case near her thigh and she could feel his breath, warmly
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 percolate up ... that was usually
followed by goose bumps ... then bigger bumps.

'' Oh geez, '' she thought. `` If I mace him now I 'll just offend myself. His fount is less than the width of Venti
Chai latte from my umbilicus ! This is dotty ! focussing ! '' Her sentiment were interrupted by a nimble glimpse from
him. He flashed a triumphant smile showing her that her left leg was dislodge, from the pants, but not his
pinch. Holding eye contact he slowly and deliberately placed her pes on the bench next to his left
thigh. This brought her soundbox slightly closer if that was possible. He then placed his right hired hand on the
outside of her left over thigh and slid it slowly downward. Sliding public treasury he reached the ill-famed yoga pants,
never once shifting his gaze.

She started to speak but chance she could n't bank her voice. All she could center on was the trail
warmth of his tinge left and the chain of mountains reactions it was causing. The air had gotten chummy with
unreciprocated query and the tranquillize held her part captive. He finally lowered his eyes focusing on
the task of untangling her. But his two day growth on his boldness was pressed against her and every
clip she moved it tickled her leg. With solely in between her and the traitorous room access, she leaned
back with eyes closed for support and hopefully a safer aloofness. Her compensate foundation was still succeeding to him
on the bench and her left was under his control.

'' Done. ``

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

He grinned and lifted her will metrical foot off the dry land, getting a startled gasp out of her, and placed it succeeding
to his right thigh on the bench.

'' Oh MY SOUND of Music, '' she thought. With her dorsum against the doorway ( PLEASE DO N'T outdoors ) and
her feet on the workbench, her ass was hovering right over his lap. He could reach down with his teeth
and rip her panties right off ! `` My scanty ! God ! '' She looked down and sure enough the striped Amytal
fabric had gotten darker in arena. 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 motility ( another movement ), I will officially be a coiffe way
jade. 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 current of intellection was disrupted by his mouth, his fucking soft lips on the inside of her knee.
'' Yep, I 'm a slut, '' she declared in her head.

One kiss followed another as his hands, now between her wooden leg, followed the line of her second joint toward
her cigaret. She pressed her hands against each wall for support as he began placing niggling tiny balmy
kisses along her waistband. She could experience his hot breath on falling on her fabric covered mound. Her
fingernails were trying to dig into the walls as goose bumps erupted and her nipple felt like like they
could cut glass. From behind his fingers were tracing the line of her waistcloth, toying with it. He
shifted slightly forward and leaning further in and placing a appease buss just below her navel. The following
kiss was slightly scurvy ; the side by side one lower. And then they stopped.

She took a inscrutable breath and opened her eyes tilting her mind down so she could see his face. Her
curly brownness hair fell in a jumble obscuring constituent of her view. He reached up and moved the few Strand
out of her eyes.

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

'' I ca n't. ``

He leaned down and grazed her skin just above her sash with the light touch. She only felt
the syncope cool spot left by his lips.

'' Tell me. ``

She said nada, biting her lip, staring full eyed. He trailed his fingers over her body till they
reached the small of her book binding. With a slowness bordering on inhumane he traced his fingers down
her spine until he reached the cleft of her ass. His finger danced imperceptibly down the fabric
glaringly close to the edge of her resolve.

'' Tell me. ``

His breath was hot on her skin. Her treacherous skin, prickled in stimulation and damp 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 stubbled jaw. Following the synopsis around and across to his lips.
Brazenly she pushed a finger's breadth between his lips and beyond. He responded by lightly wrapping them
around her finger as she slowly drew it out. She ran her moist digit down his cheek.

'' Tell me, '' he breathed onto her stomach a hairsbreadth from the surface. She didn't hear it but she
felt it.

She did n't say anything. This time she wrapped her fingers in his wavy haircloth and tilted his head up.
She held him there while her early deal reached up and rolled her correctly nipple between her fingers.
Seconds 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 unsubstantial to her.

Before she could change her intellect he pulled on the last of her objections. With her legs spread he
could n't get them all the way down but it was enough. His left arm wrapped under her thigh and over
the top allowing him to stroke her cunt. She 'd shaved a tiny landing place cartoon strip and he was teasing the curls
without actually applying insistence. Her whimper slipped out, pleading. His right hand had was
cupping her irreverent ass cheek as the left grew bolder. She was so wet and his thumb was guileful with her
stimulation. Guiding his thumb down one side of her puffy lips, he gently probed the bottom of her
wrinkle, then back up on the early side.

Her disinclination was reshaping itself into impatience as her clitoris remained uninfluenced. Her heart were
fixated on the attention being paid between her legs. Pressing her back against the threshold to the accommodation
way, she pushed her pelvis up trying to inspire more link. He responded by pulling his paw
away and giving her a twinkling. The bridge player that had been teasing her starving clit was now reaching down
to something on his whack. The sound of velcro ripping was all she could get a line. As he brought his hand
back up she realized he 'd snaffle 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 eyes got wide as he unfolded a short knife sword from the smorgasbord of tools
stored in the handle. Deliberately he reached up and slid the brand under the fabric of her panties and
before she could object, sliced right through the fabric holding it onto her left leg. As it dropped away
her pussy was now completely unguarded and he gave her a sinful grin. Between the first osculation he
placed on the inside of her knee and the clock time it took him too put that damn tool away felt like she
could 've knittted herself new scanty. 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 sass down her inner thigh.
He reached the fold between her outer rim and her leg placing his live on kiss at the top.

His elbows were resting on his knees and he was supporting her, hands on cheeks, with his hands.
She held her breathing spell as he leaned in his tongue making contact with her wet flock. It was a ready penchant
then a pause. Her intumesce sass pulsated under his ardent soft breath. Somewhere mid interruption he
brashly ran his knife firmly from keister to top. Lingering at the peak to add pressure to her clit and
gradually pulling his rough warm clapper over it. Tugging on her hip he pushed the length of his
clapper against her slit and shifted until the tip began to penetrate. Sliding past her cunt lips into the
slick hot blank, resistance was n't even on the menu.

As quick as he was in, he was out. His tongue replaced by his ovolo as his attention shifts to her clit
again. Needing to rescue some tiny bit of control in line to her body 's treacherous resignation, she
grabbed his headway. She held him so his tongue was firmly pressed to her clitoris as she began grinding
her hips against him. sweat was trickling down her rachis and his thumb buried inside her added to the
sensory faculty churning within. The air was thick with her need, the voltage was building. Haunting
silence blanketed her senses and was ripped apart by her firing. It rampaged through her tensing
body robbing her of breathing place. Her eye half shut and her mouth hung slack, slightly opening and
mop up, as joy mounted her prickle hide. She spastically locked her fingers in his hair's-breadth holding
him tight against her. His backtalk now sucked on her throbbing button. As the wafture decreased in size her
muscles found a way to relax again. Her head thumped back onto the door.

'' What the Scheol was that, '' she said in her pattern voice.

'' Ma'am, did you need a different sizing ? '' The voice answered from the other side of the door.

Her eyes got big, `` Um no ! Thanks ! '' She looked down at his messy grin as he mimed a scared face. `` I
consider this one will do nifty !'

'' Ok let me lie with if you need anything else. '' her spokesperson receded into the distance.

His blueing eyes would n't let her go as she tried to notice words. What was left of her cute striped panties
dangled from her leg, he 'd only cut them off of one.

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

Without missing a beat she smiled wickedly and with a new confidence countered, `` I say we go try
some on right now. ''