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The ride to Sherl's house went way too quickly. When
we got there I was sure she'd say thanks, get out and
I'd never see her again. I was making plans to ask her
out when she beat me to the punch. I know I was
grinning like an idiot when she asked me in for a
drink. I was thinking she had to be attracted to me
too. At least I was fervently hoping she wasn't just
being nice.

I was daydreaming as we were heading up the path to
her front porch, admiring the way her ass filled out
her jeans. Somehow I managed to trip over my own two
feet and bumped into Sherl pretty hard. I could feel
my face turning red with embarrassment. Instead of
teasing me though, to her credit she merely smiled
sweetly and we went inside.

I borrowed her phone to call the studio and tell them
I wouldn't be back, making a point to speak loud
enough so she�d hear me. It was my not-so-subtle way
of telling her that I was now free of my obligations
and was in no rush to leave. She poured a nice glass
of wine for us, and we sat on her sofa and talked for
quite awhile. We talked about work, and eventually I
told her about my break up, and my continued
bachelorhood. When she told me that she was also
single and not currently involved, I started hoping
against hope that she found me half as attractive as I
found her.

Sherl was not only beautiful; she was sweet and
intelligent as well. I thought I�d be equally happy
sitting there talking to her as I would be if she let
me get her clothes off her. Well, almost as happy. I
couldn't help but to imagine her nude every time I
looked at her. I think she would have been flattered
if she saw how good she looked when I pictured her.

I glanced at my watch and saw that it was almost 5:30
already. I was afraid she was going to tell me about
something else she had to do and I�d have to leave.
Instead, she told me she was enjoying my company and
asked if I�d like to stay for dinner. Her pretty face
was a little flushed when she asked me and I swear she
held her breath waiting for me to reply.