Fitzwilliam had to cut his thoughts short, as Thomson had abruptly halted in front of a thick metal door with a darkly tinted window. “Here’s the ...allway to the preparation room. Only prospective and paying customers proceed from here.”The prospective customer nodded, and Thomson opened the door for Fitzwilliam to shuffle hesitantly down the corridor. He heard the door close stiffly behind him, but he continued on to another door.A voice from his left said, “Sorry, you can’t go into the room,. The vibrations ran up his hammering cock and down through his balls. He closed his eyes and just stroked her, the combined delicious pressure of her cunt and the rumbling from the machine bringing him closer to exquisite happiness.Kimberly swayed on the machine, her dark hair matching her motions as she rubbed her nipples on the chilly, stirring washer lids. She lifted on leg, grinding herself against her mechanical mate as much as she could, driving the sensations through her and into Mark’s. But how many people knew that, in 1960, Wisconsin was home to 120 full time breweries? Not many.Wisconsin had an 18 year old beer law. We had fun buying cheese and beer! Beer, really good beer, was 10 cents a bottle, plus 5 cents deposit, and 50 cents deposit for the shell. Including tax? Under 5 bucks a case and you only paid that much once. Bring back the empties and shell and the next case was two dollars and 40 cents out the door ... Tax included.The sixth time we docked in Ludington we had. I can even help you put it in!” I teased.She laughed, “Who?”“Jackie taught me how to do it,” I grinned.Jessica smiled and shook her head.August 21, 1988, Brooklyn, Michigan“Hi Bill,” I said as Kara, Dave, Julia, Terry, Penny and I walked into his garage.“You brought some new friends! Where’s Jessica?”“We still haven’t turned her into a race fan,” I said. “We’re working on it. At least she stays in the same room now when we watch on ESPN!”“It’s a start,” he said with a grin. “Who are your new.