" He headed toward the door."Just wait a minute, Lee Roy, I ain't got your cast iron gut." The timekeeper took (for him) a healthy slug and shuddered ...nd set the mug down.Lee Roy turned back around and said, "Better give me another one of them things, Jory. Looks like I got to wait on old panty waist here." He tossed another quarter on the counter. Jory handed him a mug filled all the way to the top."You goin' to drink all that?" the timekeeper asked incredulously. "Jeezuz. You goin' to be in. I took my time as I snapped away trying hard for a glimpse of her panties, but it was a little too dark up there. She slowly pulled her skirt higher and higher as if anticipating what I was looking for. Then my heart stopped for a moment . She was wearing flimsy, white, nylon knickers that were almost see-through, her ass looked amazing in them ! I wondered 'was I going to actually see my moms pussy today' ? Those transparent panties hinted I might.She decided to change her pose and squatted. Although, she would have to change her sheets...Oh well! It was worth it. She finished up her soaping of her body, spending a little extra time washing between her legs, and rinsed off. She stepped out of the shower, grabbed her towel, and dried herself off. There was no need to wrap it around her so she threw it in the hamper and walked into her room. Her sanctuary. Her cocoon. Her own private little piece of heaven. Angela literally jumped onto the bed and thought back to her shower dreamJosh. “You didn’t say you were going to Switzerland .” Jen quizzed as their hour ticked into its later neighbor. “This time last week I didn’t know I was going.” Greg laughed. He was a journalist and traveled what seemed like a lot to her. “I caught a job covering a new car launch they were doing over there. The guy who was scheduled to go got sick, so I guess I got lucky.” “It sounds wonderful. I’ve always wanted to visit there.” Jen paused to reposition his left hand and add a note.