I missed seeing Cindy in the bank window every time I stepped out of the jail. Before, I could wave to her and no one would think anything of it. I we...t down the street to the general store to thank the owner for being solicitous of Jessie as she lay dying. "Glad I was where I could be of help, Sheriff. Maybe it kept her alive long enough so you could say good-bye to her." Could be. I wanted to thank you anyway." As I was coming out, I met George and Bertha coming into the store.George was. "Where the hell have you been?"I managed to squeak out.She giggled crazily. "With Viv silly, can't you taste her pussy?"Of course I could her juices were all over her face. "So what you went totheir place?"She sensed my unease and teased, "Oh I see, are you worried that she hadsome help?"I was but didn't know what to say. She laughed. "Don't worry lover wewent to her salon." Why?" Well apparently as much as Viv doesn't mind the spankings, Yves has beengetting a bit rough so she doesn't want to. The big white sheets on the table helped conceal a peep show that is bound to sell out! Wet, Wet, fantasizing, being watched, tits hardening , I flicked my hair and ate my desert- ice cream just the thing...he licked his fingers....for that I could have eaten him alive, his body, his hard cock ..maybe the ally-way outside or in his car with the heated leather seats..I will ride him..ooh..he would not know what hit him..Paying the bill, he didn't have his cards on him, I didn't bring mine, well. Tights and panty hose have succeeded the appeal, to most women anyway, ofstockings and suspenders or garter belts. But, right at that moment it wasclearly apparent this lady was having none of it. That marvellous summer sunwas giving me, to her obvious ignorance, a wonderful viewing of her transparentblack lingerie. Her bra, panties, suspender belt and black stockings, all clearlypresenting the milky white skin beneath, even down to the perfect milky globesof her buttocks. It was, at that time,.