The waiters all seemed pleased that we had returned and seated us at the rear.My dirty wife had on the shortest dress you have ever seen and had left ...er knickers off. As we were being served, my wife was deliberately flashing her hairy pussy at the waiters at every chance she had. The waiters could not believe their eyes and were all trying to get a look.As the evening wore on, she told me that she was wetter than she had ever been before and thanked me for agreeing to her little plan. I was. I went to mention it to Mary and she told me she hasn't used the stove in three days. Someone else started the fire. I told it to the Chief and he said it couldn't be proven who might have started it. Most of the damage was in the kitchen area."Bill, we had to break down the front door to get in and put out the fire. We would have no way of knowing if someone was here before us. We'll have to list it as an accident. I'm sorry."Mary was crying. "When is it going to stop? Why won't he just give. ” Then a thin figure caught her eye in the distance. It meandered toward her in a staggering line until its flaming red hair came into full view. “Mallory?” Daphne’s eyes caught her disheveled silhouette in the pale orange lamp post overhead as she stumbled forward. “Are you okay?” But Mallory tumbled forward. Her legs were stilts she couldn’t control. Her knees kissed the tall grass just as Daphne broke her fall. “Mmhmm,” Mallory slurred. She felt Daphne’s strength brace her until she. We waltzed and fluidly went from each change of rhythm with confidence and with each sixty-fourth note riff we spun in place.We went on to the next of our Six-Pack of dances being very smooth and careful to keep our shoulders up and my hips were leading as newly trained.We heard people yelling out each step as we changed ... most of the time they were right, but that’s OK, they were all having as much fun watching it, as we were performing it. That’s always been my goal.We came to the end,.