"Only game I play nowadays is poker."Wendy smiled. "Let's play poker, then." I don't play poker much," Shirley admitted. "I played it a few times, tho...gh. You might have to help me with the ranks of the hands." Too bad we're not prepared to play strip poker, huh?" I said. "Nobody has anything to bet."Shirley and I laughed, and Wendy waited us out. "How about dares?"I raised my eyebrows. "Dares among naked adults may get out of hand quickly."Shirley said, "Not if they're consenting adults. I'm. There were forty-nine cooling lines, eighty-four power lines, one hundred and sixty-seven signal lines and twenty-three gaseous mixture lines. They were supported on two hundred and seventeen metal clips, poles, and columns. There was a metal grid with nine hundred and seventy-two panels, supporting the roof as well as the experiment's infrastructure.There was himself, Schneider, fifty-seven technicians, thirteen PhD's, four Nobel-prize winners and two soon-to-be. All in all, seventy-eight. We hope this would continue here."I asked Mac to let it be known in the countryside that the company would train men and women to work on our lines. The main requirement was that they would give their best, everyday, to every product. He and Mike said they would get the word out.The flight home was uneventful, but gave me the opportunity to realize I wouldn't wish to do it by myself. Too long, too tiring. Fred and I alternated and were able to nap a little during the trip.As we landed, Sue was. Jue a dirty nasty boy aren't jue? Come.... Help me wit my close. She grabs one of her baskets and tilts her head towards another for me to grab. Jue come follow me now. I grab her basket and follow her to her apartment down the hall. We walk in and she sits the basket down in front of me having her ass face me. As she bends over the high pajama's she has on rides up the crack of her ass and that's when I realize no panties on. She looks back at me while still in the bent over position and.