"You think so?"Sandra was dressed in a tight-fitting black evening dress that left more of her body naked than covered. Her very short skirt revealed ...early every inch of her incredible long legs, and her body from the armpits up was completely bare. She wasn't coal black like Yvette or Chanitra, just a rich chocolate hue, her shoulders and neck perfectly shaped, her back flawless and smooth. Laura still found it hard not to stare."You do videos too?" she asked. "Do you have to... you know, do. My perky tits were in full view of the guys. They were hard too due to all the excitement. The other girls soon had their tops off and when Julie pulled her top off, Andy lost it a little. He stormed back to the house. After giving him 5 minutes and all girls back with their tops on, I went to the house to talk to Andy. I knew that would be my best chance to get Andy alone. Once in the house, Andy was fixing himself a drink in the kitchen. I asked why he was so angry? He said he did not like. As that lock clanged shut accompanied with the hissing of air leaving the interior we had just been in, I shuddered internally at the idea that a very long chapter in my life was finished. And the next one was likely to be very short. How wrong I was, but I didn?t know that at the time. We had no more time for conversation since the walk to the detention area was quite short. An officious, arrogantly self assured officer wearing the I.G. insignia and a captain?s bars that I was sure had. I told her about my quest to find records of my Italian family and about the time I spent in Spain afterward. I wasn’t quite ready to tell her about the lady I spent my time with there. (Events told in my previous story, ‘My Cosette.’) I wasn’t really hiding anything, I just wasn’t quite ready yet. I mentioned that I lost my wife of almost forty years a few years back and she told me she also lost her husband. She had dated some in the past three or four years but, except for one man, none had.