So he sat for a few minutes, reading The Western Star, the bi-weekly published in Roma.“OK, cowboy, you’re next.”He laughed. “I’ve been camp...ng and working. Do what you can, but not too short.”The rather dumpy, over-weight woman laughed. “No problem, laddie. But I won’t make you look like the musicians in the paper.”“That’s fine.”She was done in under 15 minutes. And looking in the mirror, Richard thought she’d done a fine job. He paid, walked back to the hotel and drove his ute to the. "If we have too much fun here, it might always get into the paper. Or someone may remember us and then his memory could get tangled with his imagination and first thing we know the Senator is in the headlines."Phyllis sighed and grumbled, then agreed. "But, I'm not leaving unless we pretend that it didn't end and we continue it back at the cabin! Agreed?"We looked at each other, unsure of what she meant exactly, but agreeing with the idea at any rate.Phyllis stopped at the bandstand and bought. "Let's just call them 'sensibilities'." I think we have a truth waiting to be told!" Warren said."Fine, War, you start." Heidi smiled at him."Great! Caitlin, truth or dare?" It's going to come out anyway. Go for the truth, Warren." When did you lose your virginity?"She blushed crimson. "Thanksgiving night." YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!" Alexa yelled."You're right, I didn't," Caitlin grinned at her. "So now you know." And look at ol' Papa Bear, grinning like the cat that ate the canary," teased. Tall, tanned, long limbed blonde goddess. What was there not to love. On this visit, I recall it was a Friday night. I was planning on staying home to watch my favorite NBA team, the Celtics, play the hated Lakers. Lisa was planning on going out with her girlfriends. Before she left, she had been showering and getting herself ready for the night out. She came out to the front room wearing one of her sluttiest short skirts and heels. The skirt just barely.