I waved goodbye, saying we would talk later if the chance arose. As expected Mr. Symmonds asked for and received confirmation that his barman had done...nothing wrong, had in fact maintained his polite manner throughout. After explaining the events the manager seemed happy enough and left us with an offer of a free drink. Typical I thought, a free drink and all I ordered was water.We sat down at a table with three other couples, two my age and one couple in their forties. They all provided. "She asked, I wasn't going to do anything, its wrong, please Pawpaw, blame me not her, she was just curious, please don't punish her," Josh said now, stopped in front of pawpaw, pleading to him to not get me in trouble. I know all this by the way, because Josh tells me exactly what happened. Pawpaw eyed Josh, "So, this is all your fault huh? Well, I don't like to talk about stuff like this... so your grounded for a month. No car, no anything, no telephone either. And, I'm taking away your. It kind of freaked me out just a little since I was the only one there. I went back to washing my truck, bending over every now and then, just to give the car behind me a little show.I was just about done when the driver got out of the Cadillac, and walked up behind my truck. He was an older black man, about six foot high, and about sixty years old or so. He watched me finish up, and when the wash stopped I hung everything up. He walked over to me and asked me if I would wash off his car for. "Gustav is tickling me!"Sadly there wasn't a lot I could do about putting him away somewhere safe, but I made another mental note to try this again when Julie wasn't off games!I moved a bit further down, refreshed the lotion, and massaged Julie's bottom and thighs. Gustav was becoming quite an embarrassment. I finished the backs of Julie's legs, and picked up one of her feet."Jon, I'm told foot massage is a subject all of its own. I think before you start to massage Julie's front, Vee and Julie.