26.8.23


she was like an electrical cardidnt hear her  rather felt her presenceher pressure coming at his left in the parking lot

he lookedup out of an engrossing bookthough not engrossing enough to bringdown his array of sensories he deployed as he read and walked

Hello!
      she was mighty enthused wasnt often he was approached directlytaking a line at himusually veered sharply behind him

Hiya
        she was still coming at him on a line Howya doin

she smiled real big You’re him.

he liked her floppy hatliked the figure she cut in her sundress which despite its coverage left nothing to his imagination

in the junior high parking

she couldntlikely was be old enough to have a twelvethirteen year old
                                                                                  Oyah MILF  Mother Id like to fuck
Yawanna shaddup 
You tellin me no
Wheell
          Yare certainly not gonnabe doin tha
Butyacoud
Shes a handsome woman
Shes hot 
How old are you
How old are you
You sayin she isnt                                                                                   

   I said she was handsome

In my book handsome aint hot             

Yahave yours I have mine

Kick her out of bed for eatin crack . .
. . Enough woudya

Just  just an observation  

You are him.

Depends who he is

He’s you.
           she was right up on him  perspiring   she tugged her at her cleavage with one longfingered hand
MORE
no polish
Shaddup
maybe lacqueredbut not coloured  he had an aversion to fingernail polish  unnecessary   a dealbreaker

she tugged again no bra   handsome merging hot

You’re definitely him. My daughter calls you the bookwalker, she also calls you hot.
See
Shaddup
Thas kind of your daughter 

she tugged again a wedding ring
                                    I agree, it’s nice to agree with her when, at this ageher age, sometimes agreeing is hard.

I hear you loud an clear

Bookwalker. It’s apt.

I like it

It’s what she and all her friends call you. May I?

Ofcourse yes extending his hand  Or Joe

she caught herself  I’m so foolish, excuse me. I’m Claudia. she took his hand then held it with both hands  I’m so pleased to meet you.
                     I love your example. When Teri, my daughter, mentioned that you walked and read, I have to admit, we laughed, grabbed a book, and headed outside. 

We aren’t coordinated enough.

Not necessarily Practise  Ive been walkingreading since I was a boy Thas wha happens went only literature was allowed to be read at home My scifi hardboiled novels James Baldwin had to be read outside the house
                                                                                                              Hence
So a real reader.

he laughed
            Guilt as charged

Teri’s going to lose her mind that we spoke.

I hope youll practise 
                      Though wouldnt mind running into you
she winked
That was sweet
Sshhh  Im usually the winker   Beat me to it
                                             he chuckled

I’m not usually forward, but I’m enthralled, I’m bursting inside, Teri’s going to lose her shitexcuse me. she blushed

Shit allya want

she blushed deeper

Claudia the colour looks good on you

STOP.
       Ohmy.  You know twitterpated.
I do

I am.

   Shake  Twins

she shook his hand again 
                              Twinned twitterpaters.

Who knew gettinup this morninghuh
                                       Im pleased we had this opportunity
I am too.
               Joe hesitant I have to be off. I’m terribly happy to have metseen you, your ample reputation is justified.

Thas kind of you to say
                          Be well Claudia

Thank youthank you very much . . . bookwalker
                                                   she giggled and walking away continued to giggle

he watched her shouldersher fanny  she looked back at intervals a couplethree times 

she sounded like the brook he sat beside as a kid
                                                      when he read Candy

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