Try someone else.

Round Two

You close your eyes and allow the cold air to calm you back down. Once your arousal goes away, you open your eyes and scan the park again. Hersh halts his retreat to observe your second try.

You see an attractive woman in her early thirties enter the park. She has blonde hair pinned up to the back of her head. She is a few pounds overweight, but rather curvy. She is carrying a purse and a sack and smoking a cigarette. She's wearing black slacks, black half-boots, a smoke gray blouse, and has on a black wool trench coat. She sits at one of the benches, drops her cigarette, stomps it out, and goes into her bag.

You watch her pull out a sandwich, a bag of chips, and a bottle of V8. You concentrate and enter her mind. She is a bit upset of having to leave her office building grounds to smoke and is cursing the policy to herself in her mind. She's eating a turkey sandwich with swiss cheese and spicy mustard. This gives you an idea. You concentrate. Mr. Hersh reads your thoughts as you go to work.

It's not so cold out here. It's a lot warmer than I thought. This mustard is very spicy. I'm feeling very warm. Very warm. Take off the coat; it's too hot.

You watch the woman put her sandwich on her bag and stand up. She takes her coat off and carefully places it across the back of the bench. She sits back down.

Still rather warm. Not cold at all. Mustard is very spicy. Almost making me sweat. She takes a long swig of V8.

Too warm. Should have dressed for warmer whether. Man, I'm warm. Need to undo some buttons. No one cares. No one watching. She undoes her top three buttons of her blouse.

Feet itch. Boots are too hot and too tight. Itch, itch, itch. Need to get these boots off and scratch. Itch, itch, itch! She is growing visibly upset as she takes her boots off and starts scratching her feet through her black socks.

These socks are so hot and itcy, hot and itchy, hot and itchy! Why didn't I wear sandals. Stupid weatherman! Hot and itchy, hot and itchy! She slips off her socks, folds them and puts them in her purse.

Air feels wonderful on my feet. Feet feel sooo much better. Leave them bare. She was going to reach for her boots but instead went back to her lunch. You wonder how to get the rest of her clothes off. You think for a moment as you fight off your arousal. Hot and itchy, is that that the key?