That is unless I do want to be bothered, of course!". And from various corners of the club there was an audible laughter from the staff members."Just ...ive me an ice-water and two whiskey straight on a serving tray for Mike and André, please.", I asked Bertus. I walked like an accomplished waiter with the tray over the dance floor towards the private booth where Mike and André sat. On the now crowded dance floor, one of the security guards looked very strictly at the person behind me. Because. He was nervous with anticipation and was beginning to wonder if she were ever coming out. Finally, he spotted her. The light shown around her like an angel, the wind was blowing and her beautiful blonde hair blew in the wind. She was smiling and chatting with a friend oblivious to what she was about to be surprised. One look at her smile and he instantly melted and thought of things like, a farm, kids, marriage. (Not that he’d ever let her know that!) She was wearing a cute little summery top. Adele demurred though she did consider it for a moment.All the women noticed the way his pants were fitting after that byplay. He turned back to the buckboard and under cover of collecting things from the back, he adjusted himself to make it more comfortable. Then he escorted the women into the mercantile. He stepped up to the counter and address the man who he assumed was the owner."Good day, sir," he began. "My wives are going to be shopping for supplies and such to decorate our house. They. My husband photographed me all the time, some he forwarded to various " Readers' Wives"publications, a few of which were published in Fiesta, Razzle, etc. On this morning a large envelope dropped onto the mat addressed to me. After opening it I was a little shocked to find three, quite explicit, letters from guys who had found my photos in the mags and wanted to tell me how much they enjoyed them. One guy called Ted asked if I would be interested in allowing him to take some photos of his own.I.