It made him look younger than he already was. That seemed to make her even more attracted to him. His blue eyes and light brown hair along with his al...ost continual smile really put her at ease.“Let’s go, ‘cause I’m ready for another beer.” Pam told them.That certainly was the truth too. She had already had one and a half beers while eating pizza and she was starting to feel a little bit buzzed. You knew if she simply drank steadily throughout the night she could keep this feeling going for a. To anyone else she was just dancing. But Sophie knew better. She had seen it in Jamie's eyes. Jamie was riding herself into an orgasm right there in the bar.Jamie's eyes loosely closed, listening intently to the beat of the music, she breathed heavier and heavier as she could feel the sexual passion firing through her body like bolts of lightning. All emanating from her wet and throbbing clit. She wanted so badly to just cum, but she was not going to rush this moment of solitude amongst the sea. I had tried to keep my eyes off Rachel’s bare legs and the raised skirt but my cock begged me to look again and again in case something else showed up.An old George Jones song, “Finally Friday,” came on the station and I hear Rachel hum the tune, “I know this song,” she said as chipper as when I picked her up 4 hours before, “I love this song,” she said as she reached and turned it up as the chorus began and she sang, “It's finally Friday, I'm free again, I got my motor running for a wild. ”“Uh, don’t leave ‘em here...”“Or, you could get in that thing, fly over to Greg Bertrand’s place and let Hanna give her some fundamental stuff. Cindy did. I did. Won’t hurt. Makes you a better pilot.”“Now that’s a thought...”“Call it ‘recovery from unusual attitudes’ and you get the picture ... And Greg or Hanna either one would LOVE to get their hands on that Stearman. Might swap you some hours in their Extra.”“The girls already know what those things cost,” I sighed. “Don’t make me have to.