" Connie was then in the ranks of the WRNS (the Wrens). I was to learn that she and her sister were not "undersexed."What brought me to become friends...with the Kazmareks is difficult to pin down. "Kaz" seemed to me to be worldly wise, smart and well schooled in life and in public information as PR was called then. He treated me as a colleague and I think he took satisfaction in something of a mentoring role with a pliable young man. There was a paucity of male role models in my life. He and. Mmm hmmm…” Marc muses, gazing across the pool at the girls.“As if! Samantha won’t let you within 10-feet of her,” Jeff replies.“Let’s just see about that,” Marc gets up, accepting this as a challenge. He walks around the pool, approaching to talk to her, then he leans in to whisper something. It looks like he’s grabbing his crotch of all things. “Did he just grab his beans?” I ask Jeff, confused.“I think so.” A look of total disgust crosses Samantha’s face and she slaps his face, we can hear. Make the calls and call me back. I’ll find these guys and see if I can get them to surround the place to watch it.”I told the two girls, “Come on, let’s go rent a car and find out where this place is.”The hotel had a car rental service, so we rented a Chevrolet with a built in GPS. We figured out how to use the device and put in the address I was given. While we were on the way to the location, I told Sharon, “Put both of the MP5s and my fifty together. Get your armor out and put it on. I’ll. So with no small regret I accelerated away. and and andAnd today! in the coffee shop. Sat down at a small table with a view into the kitchen at the rear.Lo and behold a young woman about twenty or so mixing batter in a steel bowl with a spoon.Every movement was magnified by her over large breasts; moving in time with the spoon.Oh Bliss. again.October 2007She was a customer. Standing at the end of the Coles checkout waiting to pay for her order when I first noticed her.She looked about in her.