This was probably one of the best sexual moments of my life. I was sharing a completely intimate moment with one of my best friends, now lover and my ...usband. Words could not describe it, and probably shouldn't. Only the sights and sounds of love making hung in the air, and it was sensual, erotic, and just so slightly slutty! After several minutes of kissing me toes, feet, legs, and running his hands over my thighs, hips, tummy, breasts, he leaned forward, kissed me with a slight tongue, and a. This was my fourth trip to Seattle in the past three months. It was the late '70s and Seattle was alive with young singles.I was overwhelmed with the open lifestyle, being 26 and coming from a small southern town. But I enjoyed the lively clubs of Seattle and spent most nights on the road watching the action unfold in one club or another.Three weeks ago on my last visit I met June, a 37-year-old divorced mother of two, in a club and we hit it off right away. She was very open and wanted to get. Ya kin git off there an' present yer chit at the office, then cotch the next train comin' through in 'bout four hours." That's very convenient. Thank you."Jess and I got off at Hartly and went to collect our reward. The gentleman who gave us the money was very gracious, so I enjoyed doing business with him. Since we had several hours to wait for the next train, we went to the nearest saloon to see if there was and chance of work.The bartender said that the only job he knew of was that of. I felt like an idiot. What made it worse was that shenever said anything, never showed any kind of expression on her face,and just stared at me while I was trying to make up words.We played again, and she beat me worse than the first time. But on thatthird game, just before they brought lunch in, I broke a hundred. Shestill won of course but only by 200 points this time.When they brought lunch in, I thought she would leave. That's what allthe other grannies did. Instead, she watched me eat. You.