What's your name?" he asked kindly."Rosie, sir." Come along then, Rosie, and hold my hand. That way people will think we're together and you just fell...in the lake or something and won't ask questions. If anyone does, you keep quiet and I'll answer them. Understood?" Yes, sir." Good girl. Off we go then, Rosie."Nobody accosted them and he led her to his car. Rosie was impressed. In 1957 only the richer people owned cars or could afford to run them. She reckoned she had struck gold.He took her. Doug got her bra unhooked and grabbed her tits. She began caressing his hair, and his hands reached for her pussy. I was sure it must be wet by now. As my wife reacted to the sucking of her tits and his hands massaging her pussy, she no longer had that shy look on her face. Instead, she had that seductive, fuck me look. Doug began eating her pussy, opening her legs as wide as the back of the car would allow. I began to get rock hard; I'd never seen my wife so sexy and seductive. She began. " I want you to get your cock out, so all of us can see....Yeah, like that, baby, out, yeah, your fucking cock, get it out! Jesus here's a pretty girl talking to you like that, another pretty girl wants to suck it, and you look like she's talking to you in Chinese! What a pretty dick. Your bride is going to be so happy. Are you fucking her already? I hope so. She might not do all the stuff we do, Bob, so you've got to be kind, loving, sexy and patient. It you're a lover, baby, she will come. His actions were finally stopped when he made the mistake of tickle torturing the sheriff's wife, and was kicked out of the town. To this day, no one knows why he was tickle torturing these women on Halloween, but as he was getting dragged out of town, he cursed that every Halloween, the town will forever tortured with tickling. It seems his curse to be true, as several people will soon fall victim to ticklish torment!Or it could just be a coincidence, and I'm just trying to give a reason why.