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I said “Hi” and she responded with a “How
you doing?…Say I like your running outfit” I was wearing my new
lycra “wetsuit” outfit, and as wet as they were, you could see my
nipples too. The bottoms were sticking to me like a second skin,
and I saw her glance down at my crotch. You could tell from the
way the material was stretched smooth across my mons, that I had
no pubic hair. We introduced ourselves, and continued chatting as
we ran south. We got to the Hunting Towers Apts at the south end
of Alexandria, and Ellen said, “Well Renee, this is where I live,
so that’s it for me.” I still had a couple of miles to go, but I
said “I think I’ll quit too, maybe walk a little.” As we walked
up to the front of her apartment building, she said “You want to
come up for a drink of O.J.?”