”Rose stuttered again, this time an apology.“It really is okay. Even if I was sitting in your lap, she would still disconnect your brain by just s...anding there. I mean look at her!”Rose instantly felt in over her head and decided the best course was to calm down. “Would you two prefer to sit together?”Anna laughed, “Looking to escape the middle seat?”“No, I just figured if you’re friends. . .”“Sure, we’ll let that stand as the reason. Actually, Rose, she prefers the window and I have to have an. “Not right now Mike” Cinnamon said while pushing him away and looking at Lucky at the same time. “Aw come on Cinn, Lucky don’t give a fuck, that’ s my best friend. Right Lucky?” Lucky ain’t say shit, just kept looking at Cinnamon curvaceous hips. Mike then smacked her on the ass real hard. You can see her bubble bounce as he did it. “Stop playing all the time Mike”, she shouted. Lucky laughed but felt a little movement inside his jeans. “Cinnamon is such a turn on”, he said to himself. Mike. ‘Back to business,’ she screamed out, inside her head, ‘this is just an act.’ This time, she let him cup her breasts and squeeze them, before moving out of reach again. She reached back and undid the clasp of the bra, then cupped both breasts holding the bra in place as she continued swaying to the beat. Then she sat back in his lap, with her back to him, and let him lift his hands to her breasts and pull the bra away. Peter swung the bra around his head like a rodeo star, to raucous cheers. Irma was planning to spend the night at her son's house so I knew the next morning I would be home alone. The next morning about 4:30 a.m. I threw some lunch meat out in the yard and left overs from dinner. Juan pulls off in his truck and here comes the poodle running to my yard to get the treats I left out. Here comes Lettie chasing after the dog, Lettie is barefoot with the same type of gown as yesterday, only it's halfway buttoned today. I picked the dog up for Lettie and said good.