“So do you like what you see hun?”, I smiled at her, “You know I do hun”, her bright smile told me that she enjoyed the attention she was gett...ng. Just to clarify, we started calling each other hun after chatting a month or so, by now it was second nature and I could see that it made her more at ease.“So what were your plans for tonight?”, “Well I did want to go out and watch a movie…”, she smiled, “Well then, mind if I tagged along with you?”, “Of course not!”, with that she sat back more. He moved behind me again and grabbed my hanging French braid. He tied one end of a piece of twine to the hair and looped the other end through the middle of the arm cuffs. Pulling on the end of the twine he forced my head up and back?not all the way back, just enough so I couldn?t look directly at the boys. He stepped back and motioned for the troop to sit on the ground in a half circle?like a lesson was about to begin. Just then one of the smaller boys raised his hand.Phillip asked; ?Yes. ”I knew then just what they were talking about and I leaned back from the water fountain to peek into the office. I guess the small refrigerator earned its position in the tiny office because both my wife and her girlfriend were sipping on a glass of wine.The girlfriends’ husband had passed away about ten years ago at age fifty five. It was quite clear from the conversation I heard they were talking about her, the girlfriend, having relations with another man after her husband had passed. I. "Yes, I'm starved!" Pat exclaimed."Good!" replied Fred. "I can see that you girls are in your suits. Do you want to go swimming while the food is cooking?" We want to go swimming later," Maggie answered with a deadpan look."It's still warm out." Pat stood and stretched herself luxuriantly. "Does anyone mind if I take off my T-shirt?" Without waiting for an answer she lifted the cotton shirt over her head and set it aside. It was impossible for the men not to notice that she had selected her.