Please." Maybe you'd put on some clothes while you drink it," the bartender suggested as he handed a cup over.Ree'al looked down noticing that he had ...o shirt, pants, nor under clothes. "Good idea!" he laughed.He made it as far as his room and collapsed face down into bed.Hours later a cold bucket of water rouse him but a little. A second did the job. "You missed a spot," Ree'al spoke through his pain."Get two more buckets," a woman spoke.Her voice was beautiful, Ree'al didn't want to hear it.. We made it a joint account for Bob and Alice Newsome. Yeah, I know, women can't be trusted with money, but Bob insisted. Who am I to argue?It was getting kind of late in the year, so we decided not to head back to Oklahoma. Neither one of us cared for that winter weather they had—too cold and windy! Instead, we thought of trying for Southern New Mexico Territory. We could go through El Paso and maybe pick up some tips from there.We got to El Paso on a relatively quiet Wednesday, so we didn't. Sometimes they even got personal—his dating life, her relationship. He got the impression that she was less than satisfied with this guy. Not miserable, not particularly unhappy, but less than satisfied. You spend time with someone, in their case once or twice a week between spring and fall, and a picture forms. After a series of small hills, they came to a relatively flat stretch of our route. Relatively flat because anyone who’s ever ridden a bike knows that there’s no such thing as a. My wife started telling me about Beth’s husband Walt and that he had asked Beth to begain cuckolding him. I looked at Beth, she is a sexy lady , about my wife’s size , five foot four and an even hundred pounds. Beth’s tits seem to be larger than my wife’s thirty four b cups. Both Beth and my wife where still wearing what they wore to the office that day. Skirts and blouses. Their legs covered in nylon and small hill shoes. My wife noitced me looking at their legs and told me before we get.