I liked having a purse it was much better than trying to cramstuff into pockets. When I returned to the car I said "I don't knowabout you girls, but ... am famishment. If you girls don't mind let's gograb a meal at the 24-hour truck stop, it's on the way back to Mary'sapartment, my treat."They all agreed that it was a good idea. The old saying is true: nobodyturns down a free meal, at least not from one of your girlfriends andthat's what I am now. Mary parked and said, "I cannot get closer to. Joe I sat there puzzled, 'What the hell was the mile high club?' I turned on my computer and did a web search - thank god for the Internet and Yahoo - and discovered what it meant.'Joe, what are you trying to do to me?' I couldn't think of anything else for the rest of the day. I packed my overnight bag, making sure I had the package from Joe's attorney, and placed it by the door before I turned in for the night. When I finally did fall asleep, I dreamt of Edel and MaryAnn.The next morning,. Then he walked to the urinal and started to pee. He finished quickly and washed his hands.When he walked back out, he sighed heavily, as if he'd just completed a difficult task. "Boy, I don't know how I made it through that. Especially the hand-washing part. It was all ... like ... complicated!" He gesticulated wildly with his hands to emphasize his frustration. "I don't know why, but all I could think about was beautiful women with big breasts." He stared very deliberately right at Christine's. The quarter was used up and I quickly added several more as I didn't want to be yelled at, or interrupted as the most exciting sexual event in my life was going on."Touch it" he said. I couldn't move. I was too scared to move. He couldn't really want me to touch his cock, could he? I wanted to; I longed to but was scared. "I said touch it boy" he said again, louder. Without even thinking about it I saw my hand reach up and grasp his cock. I had another man's cock in my hand and it felt right..