She fills the shot glasses to the rim with potent, 90 proof peach schnapps. “Here’s to something happening!” Christine proposes, and the two gor...eous MILFs clink glasses. They slam back their shots, with Tracey letting out a little gasp at the potency of the liqueur. The shots propel the two women even further down the road to the loss of all inhibition. To Christine’s delight, Tracey quickly gulps down the rest of her wine and willingly holds her glass out for a refill. 6:45 PM: Right on. ”He nods, “Some cowboys came through here about a week back and told how you took out ten men who tried to kill you at lunch in a restaurant then later killed two dozen bandits in a cantina at dinner time. They said you were a bad one to cross and no one should try to interfere with your meals. I figure they may have been a bit long in the numbers, but there must’ve been some truth to it, somewhere.”I laugh and say, “Lunchtime it was five men and a woman while I was paying the bill and dinner. ‘Sure as long as you don’t mind me putting mine up also.’ I looked at her feet as she placed them on the bench. Her toenails were well manicured, painted pale pink with little white flowers. I reached to rub them and I think I scared her because she jumped a bit. I started rubbing them and she sighed, smiling her pleasure to me and said, ‘That feels like magic Adam.’ I smiled at her and told her she had sexy feet, in fact everything about her was too sexy. She thanked me, winked and told me I. She knew how much Robin loved the man. And how much it would hurt her when she found out he'd been drinking again. She would find out. Jack was too stupid to go home and go to bed.Jack walked down the lane to Gerry's house. Gerry lived in the house mom and dad shared until mom left the ranch for good last year. Gerry's old mobile was pretty beat up and he asked if he and his wife, Alice, could move into the house. It made sense. It was a lot better to have someone live there than to leave it.