“What! What’s going on here? No fucking suntan pantyhose!” Karen began walking toward me and as she did so I began checking out her legs. “Dam...!” Indeed, she was no longer wearing her suntan pantyhose. As soon as she passed by me, I gave her legs a good hard look. “Whoa! What the…?” Karen was now wearing a different pair of pantyhose. The new pair was nude, so nude and super sheer that they were nearly invisible until the sun hit her legs. “Meh, they’re okay” I thought. “Her legs look great but. Sarah had a crush on Jimmy?" He's a stud. Handsome and gentle and commanding all at once." I think so too," Emily giggled."Hey Sarah! There he is!" Melissa screamed like a rock fan.Jimmy Sorenson, tall and medium built and sandy haired and baby face handsome dragged the cart full of bags. Melissa grabbed Sarah's hand excitedly and pulled her to him."Hey Mr. Sorenson," said Melissa jumping into his arms. "I always wanted to do this. Congratulations." Thank you Melissa," he smiled. "Hi. Pepsi too." All right, my name is Brooke. Call me if you need me," She said.She then sashayed away with their drink orders. Brooke felt eyes on her. Men wanted to touch her. Men wanted to feel her. Was she used to their eyes? Yes. Was she used to men trying to feel her up in drunkenness? Never."Damn, that's a fat ass..." I'd like to do some things to that..." You got the drinks for Table Eighteen yet?" Brooke asked. She promptly got them. "Yo, Brooke. I got something to show you," Brooke's. ”“Don’t talk wet, Dad. You’re only in your early sixties, sure there’s plenty of life in the old dog yet…”“Not sure about that, son. I’m missing your mother too. It’s not the same when she’s away on your birthday…”“You’re going soppy in you’re old age!” I joke, “I’d make the most of it if I were you, she’ll soon be back pecking your head…”Before I leave, I tell him I need a piss and head off upstairs with the little device I’ve bought that looks just like an air freshener. I place it on the top.