We were airbornewithin minutes. I was ushered to the private cabin in the rear, whereJack-strange to think of him that way, but in the body of his wif..., itwas also natural-had sat down and had already lit a cigar. He looked upat me with a deadpan expression and said, "Thanks for saving me from aweekend at Lyndon's ranch." I only needed a moment to process this; Iremembered the trip's original itinerary called for the First Couple tospend much of the weekend at the LBJ ranch before returning. " Then she walked over, pulled me into her arms and kissed me. "You remembered my favorite wrap skirts, with the quick snap release, and my flippy mini dress! And I love the tiny new halter and tight micro mini skirt! You are a doll!" She twirled away from me and started to undress; in just a second or two she had shed her flowery, short shorts and bustier top, then sat naked on the bed. "Are you going for a swim, right away?" I asked. "I guess I need to wear something down to the pool. How. It's pretty exposed up there in this weather andI'll bet that's when the rain hit you." Of course. When else? The wind blasted it straight into our faces.Absolutely howling it was," she laughed.The Dumplin was a small hill that was a popular spot in the summer. It'sexposure made it less visited in the winter months for the wind hit itsquare off the ocean."Nobody else realised that Martin was wearing girl's stuff did they?" Iasked."Oh gosh no. We had all put our coats on by then. The rain had. "I wonder if I could just saw this thing off?" Rachel surmised. "I'll bet Randy could do it. He works in some union, and he's real smart." Rachel decided to make a phone call to Randy. Randy was her best customer, and one of the few men she allowed to have anal with her. She knew Randy was real smart and would be able to help her read the contract too. Plus he was real nice, and she needed someone to be with her tonight. Randy agreed to drop by. Later as Randy sat reading the contract and.