I've reached the age where 'happy hour' is a nap.15. Be careful about reading the fine print. There's no way you're going to like it.16. The trouble w...th bucket seats is that not everybody has the same size bucket.17. Do you realize that, in about 40 years, we'll have thousands of old ladies running around with tattoos?18. Money can't buy happiness, but somehow it's more comfortable to cry in a Cadillac than in a Chevy.19. After 65, if you don't wake up aching in every joint, you're probably. Well, most ofus," she teased me. "Co-ed teams don't work well after that."I watched as Jamie made a number of attempts to hit the ball off of thestand. Most of them whiffed over it, a couple hit the stand under itand a few glancing ones dribbled it to the ground. Debbie patientlypicked up the ball and teed it up each time. Finally he connected, theball rolled about ten feet and Jamie ran to the base with Debbie andDave cheering him on. There were no fielders, so speed wasn't required,but. Then Brea is straightening up and unsnapping her bra. Not letting it completely drop, she turns slowly toward Lucy and very slowly removes the garment, setting her breasts free.Lucy catches her breath at the sight of her daughter’s chest. Those large nipples of hers are just begging to be licked and kissed. Brea lets her breasts jiggle for several long moments before continuing with the strip show. But Lucy can’t stand the tension any longer and removes her blouse, setting her breasts as free. "Keisha's eyes popped. "OH! Okay! Maybe tonight, then..." Who has the duty tonight?" I asked."You and Beth," Keisha replied. "Jack was bitchin' that Beth and I damn near kill him..." And I'm an improvement?" I was a little insulted!"Well, he's hopin'..." Keisha grinned."I predict that you're gonna look like an Oreo tonight, Mack -- the white filling in a black pussy sandwich!" I chuckled. I managed to scandalize two of them; Tara just cackled."Y'all want anything now?" Keisha asked. "I feel.