There were several men milling about in the lobby and parking lot, and my long legs were turning some heads! Frank suggested I ride in the back seat s... that as we passed truckers on the interstate they'd have optimum views. It wasn't long before we had some truck horns blowing as we passed them, obviously wanting a longer look. Frank rode alongside one very enthusiastic trucker for a while, as there was not much traffic at that time. I turned toward the trucker, letting my dress go all the way. “Since you’re so woke, young lady. How about you gather up those leftovers and distribute them to the needy.”“I just might,” she grabbed an apple from the basket on the counter and stormed out of the room.“That’s your daughter,” giggled Chandra McNeil.“That’s what you tell me,” chuckled the industrial equipment sales rep.“What are you doing today?”“Meeting up with the guys a little later to play a round. You?”“Trinity and I are getting our nails done. Maybe stop by the mall.”“Nice!”“What time. ‘When are you going out with Lenny again?’ I looked at his smirk. ‘What are you laughing at? Just because he’s older, I mean, so what?’ He laughed. ‘You’re right. Sorry. I went for older when I was your age. Older women, that is.’ I nodded. ‘So I remember,’ recalling a time he had brought one of his older girlfriends over to the house one time when I was a child. He drank more and then eyed me again. ‘Are you sure you know what you’re getting into, Ann? I mean, I do worry about you sometimes,. Looking up at the ceiling, she can hear Tracey moaning with pleasure from the guest bedroom. She’s probably fucking her last guy, Christine reflects. When she’s done, we can pop the cork on a bottle of champagne and watch the ball drop! Still lying on her back, she slips her feet out of her high heels, and lets out a delighted little giggle. “Wow!” she murmurs, as the magnitude of what she and Tracey have accomplished fully begins to sink in. Suddenly, she becomes aware of the two figures in.