I hear the two giggling in the booth. I next see Mary’s bare bottom as she drops to her knees and then Sally’s shorts as they are pulled down. Sal...y backs up against the wall and spreads her legs. I don’t need the sighs and moans to tell me what was going on in the booth. This goes on for a time. I look around the store to make sure no one was paying attention. Things are as before. I hear several sharp intakes of breath, a stifled moan, and see Sally go up on her toes and back down. Mary helps. ”There were a bunch of yelps behind me, so I quickly turned and said, “Don’t worry. We’re going to win. And if they squeak by, it won’t be by two touchdowns.”We took advantage of the time between the quarters and got more to eat and drink. It looked like the second quarter was going to be as boring as the first until the Patriots made the almost idiotic decision to try a field goal from behind the forty yard line.“No way that’s going to make it,” I said loudly as they brought out the. "Let's head for those flat stones over there." When we had gone about 10 meters, I took my knife and said: "Watch this." I flipped a grey-brown object. There was a flurry of motion."What was that?" Trap-door spider. They are members of the family Ctenizidae, and are medium-sized spiders that construct burrows with a cork-like trapdoor made of soil, vegetation and silk. That wasn't really a stone. The spider went back down the tunnel and will build a new lid. It takes most of a day." Wow." Some. Yeah," he stammered. "I got some ... I got enough food. I guess you can have some."Lisa grinned and trotted back down to where he was standing. He pulled the boat up a little closer, then waded out to it. Lisa waded out with him, soaking her tight shorts. He helped her up into the boat. As he released her, he ran his hands down her waist and squeezed her hips, admiring the tightly clad, wet rump right in front of his face."Where is it?" she asked, looking around as he clambered aboard. There.