I opened it, and there was the letter, and I didn’t know what to think. I thought, where did this come from? How did you get it? And then I realized...that you were the one I gave it to … what, forty years ago?’ ‘About that. It’s good to see you again, Lynette. Thank you for the invitation.’ ‘How could I not? It’s been … thirty-five years? … since I last saw you. Come in, have a seat. I have this bottle of wine. Room service. You can’t believe what they charge for it, and the Church isn’t paying. We could see the bottoms of her tits and ass.Steve got there at 10:45 and the show was on! It was crowded and he danced Debbie in front of his buddies with a lot of other dancers blocking my view. Debbie tried to make eye contact with me, but it was impossible. They took turns dancing with her. Occasionally I got a view of her fast dancing, her skirt swirling up above her cunt and ass, g-string exposed. Them pulling her braless right tit into their left hands when she twirled back to them. I. I was feeling light-headed already and my fingertip felt moist.Randy called over to me, “Okay, Lynn, I’m ready.” For the next hour or so, Randy had me posing all over the place. Whatever he asked, I obliged, even scrambling up on rounded boulders and tree stumps. I especially liked standing with my legs apart and arms up around my head. He would position himself near my feet and shoot upwards at low angles. I knew he was shooting a lot of upskirt pictures because my dress constantly rose up way. “From the sound of it I’m going to be over here for at least a year and we are as well to relocate here for the duration.”Alan thought about Dawn’s relationship with Bradley and the impact of his wife being in the locality as well. Dawn left them alone for a few minutes to go the cloakroom and Bradley moved his chair closer so they could talk quietly. “I’ll be taking Dawn up to my room after lunch, if that’s okay.”Alan nodded as he felt himself stiffen. “Dawn mentioned that you had asked.