We all met on-line in a social media group and over a period of several months, we had many great discussions, so someone suggested we meet up in pers...n. When we got together, it was as though we were all, already, good friends, having chatted and posting notes to one another in a social media chat, for several months. We knew the names of each other’s husbands, and their quirks, and the names of our kids and the schools they attended. * *We had decided to tell stories about our experiences. If I hadn't known it was coming, I might have thought it was some kind of alien craft. As it was landing, I noticed the rotor wash was barely registering on the grass and weeds below it. I climbed in and got strapped in, then put the helmet on. The pilot immediately asked "Where to this time?" I told him north to Medford. I explained that we were to land behind the courthouse and to look for a circle of traffic cones to land in. He laughed and asked if we were going to a circus or a car wreck.. That was really low of me. But I simply don’t think we should see each other again. Yes, we might run into each other, and I’ll be friendly, but I don’t want to go to lunch, or go on dates, or anything like that. It’s just not going to work.”“That sucks!” she said, and I heard a stifled sob.“It does, but that’s the way it is. I’m sorry.”Becky did something then that surprised me. She hung up without a word. I gently replaced the receiver in the cradle and then went to my room to change so that. “Mmmphhumpble umplesleep” She mumbled into her pillow.Again I shook her shoulder and said “Anne.. it’s getting late, time to go serve the coffee and pie to all the assholes”.. Grinning at the use of her secret name for some of the restaurants patrons.“Mfck smasshls..” she mumbled. Then with a wicked grin I leaned over and started in the small of her back and traced my tongue down her spine slowly to the crack of her ass, sliding down between those gorgeous orbs and tickling her little pink rose.