See you later, Steve. Be careful!" and I left for my trailer. Jim was right. No sooner than I'd exited the truck, I saw Helen's minivan driving in the...front entrance. So now I was wondering what Helen and the "beauty shop" might have done to the perfection that was my Cindy.Helen drove right past the office and pulled in behind my truck. Cindy bounced out one side of the van and Helen the other."You like my hair, Dan?" she was grinning, and her hair was still the color of a pocket-worn penny,. Her lingerie is elegantly feminine, her breasts are clasped in a china blue lace balcony bra while her knickers are matching, the set is pretty within itself but the true beauty is her body. Her legs are smooth and soft as I run my hands up her calves to caress her thighs, my eyes marvelling up to the soft skin of her flat stomach and neat navel. I notice the same birthmark on my hip is on hers and touch it lightly with a curious fingertip, knocking the waistband of her knickers to move down. The sun beamed down on my my exposed shoulders. Small beads of sweat gleamed on my tanned skin. I ventured down a grass covered hill barefoot to a crystal clear lake. Since I was alone I decided to take a dip. Slowly I peeled off my sundress and then unhooked my bra to let my 36C bosom swing freely. Last I slowly removed my panties and waded into the cool water.The water was cool and calm as I waded out until my shoulders were covered. I dove under the soothing current and wet my long. Near the front windows, white powder formed a thin layer over everything that hadn’t been moved yet. I realized it was plaster dust from all the holes in the walls and the ceiling. There were dozens of holes in the ceiling. Footprints showed where agents had already been as they checked each of the bodies for a pulse.The second floor wasn’t torn up as bad. There was still broken glass everywhere, but most of the shots from outside were angled upward and struck walls or the ceiling..