I wore t-shirts most of the time, but that wasn’t good enough for a first date, even at a place as casual as Joe B’s. Finally I found one to wear,...and I got out the ironing board and pressed it, along with the khaki slacks. Clean socks, black, and my dressiest shoes – which weren’t all that dressy, just penny loafers – and that was as good as I could do for this evening. I figured that I’d brush my teeth and use Listerine just before I left my apartment. It was only a few blocks to Blazer Hall,. Doing the prepping took the rest of the day, so we still had some things to do before we could leave for China Lake.All seven of us, that included Jack, took the RV to Walmart for sheets and other stuff that was needed to outfit the RV. That wound up taking about 90 minutes. While the women were getting stuff for the RV, Bob and I went to the manager’s office to find a Yellow Pages. I was amazed at the number of gun shops listed. Bob thought he knew his way around Las Vegas well enough to find. “Thwack!”“Thwack!”“Thwack!”“Thwack!”“Thwack!”Thirty-five-year-old Debbie paused and leaned in close to inspect the red and sore bottom in front of her. Those first half a dozen strokes had left six neat, dark red tram lines across the centre of Graeme Newsome’s bottom. She ran her left hand over every inch of the man’s sore bottom before returning to the task in hand. Debbie noticed that Joanne and Zofeya had dressed and were standing at the left-hand side of the conference room.“How many shall. “No,” she said.“Is it because you’re friends with Mom and Dad?”“No, definitely not,” she said.“Sherry, you are the hottest woman I’ve ever seen,” I said. “Please fuck me.” Then Sherry leaned forward and while we kissed each other long and passionately, I began squeezing her fat ass and she began rubbing the hard bulge in my pajamas.Then she suddenly stopped. “No, I can’t, Kyle,” she said.I grabbed her arm. “Why not, Sherry? Is whatever it is the reason you don’t ever have a boyfriend?”“No one.