I don’t know who was more horny, Cindy or myself. We fucked our brains out and then sat on my third floor patio porch, sipping on coffee, wrapped in...oversized cotton robes I had managed to sneak out of the hotel. The sun peaked over the tree tops and bathed each of us in sunlight. We retired back to my bed around seven. We had another wild fuck session and I dozed off with her head resting in the nape of my shoulder, my arm around her. I woke up and it was close to noon. My goddess was. Langebruck's wife who was nowa blonde of truly marvelous proportions. The arrival of the two womenalso brought out a five-gun salute from the men present. Once the laughter subsided we all dressed in night BDU's and with thearrival of Eddy and Dan from my house we quietly prepared for our foray.I loaded the old reliable Colt Model 1911A, and slipped it into theshoulder rig I wore. I turned my attention to the Ruger Mini 30 I hadacquired sometime ago, with its 7.65 MM round it would make. Johnson?”“What?”“You can come for a swim any time you want.”“And you can call me Mark,” I said.“Oh that’s OK, I prefer Mr. Johnson.” She said with a little giggle in her voice.“OK, whatever.” I said and hung up. I couldn’t help taking an occasional peak out the window to marvel at her perfection. I found my binoculars. Between calls during the rest of the day and most of the next I would peer through them at her bikini clad figure from the safety of my office. I watched her lift and straighten. But the optician has a hefty backlog, so, when the jeweler nearby closes the shop and greets him, he asks him a favor: to collect the old glasses and bring them to the Lions dropoff location. The jeweler accepts, as the location is near his bank, meanwhile John’s ophthalmologist phones him. ‘Hi, doc,’ John answers, ‘What’s the matter?’ ‘Do you still have your old eyeglasses?’ ‘Not quite. Why are you asking me about them?’ ‘Because I have a patient I’m taking care of ‘pro bono’, i. e. for free,.