When we got to the bar, there was a nine ball pool tournament getting ready to start, I really did enjoy shooting pool. It was a fifty dollar entrance...fee, I plunked out the fifty. There were thirty people that had signed up. The bar had just put in five pool tables. The way the tournament was set up, one loss and you were eliminated. The final two players had a best of a three game play off, the winner won seven hundred, second place was three fifty and third was two hundred, what was left the. "Well without becoming Laura's slave the fabulous Miss Gwen you seebefore you would be nothing but air." How do you mean?" Well honey let's just say that it was Laura's firm hand that mademe what I am today. Now we've got more shopping to do. I'm takinganother. Do you want one?" offering me another pill."Why not," accepting it.As we stroll through the mall arms locked we don't hit up any storethat shows promise. We can't find much of anything. Gwen shoots downmost everything. She has such a. She stood before me in only her black meshpanties. She said one last time that she was a marriedwoman but this was at the same time that she reached forthe buttons on my shirt and began to unbutton them withfurious passion. My work shirt joined the kimono and the slip on thefloor. She attacked my chest with her own mouth andtongue and began to work her way down my abdomen on theway down she undid my belt and unhitched and unzipped mypants. They slid down my legs as she began to push myunderwear. I suggested that they help pull the wagon through the sand, just the way they had done for my automobile. The boys hurried off to do that, and I waited in place for them to catch up to me. The wagon was somewhat heavier than my Oldsmobile, so it took nearly 20 minutes for them to negotiate the loose sand.Eventually, the wagon was through the road block and we all stopped for a little pleasant conversation. I learned quite a bit of useful information on the road conditions, so it was well worth.