A chance! So a few guys quickly gathered around her holding their beers and tried to dance with her. A couple whispered their greeting or pickup line,...and after a few songs Jodi was the centre of attention of some young guys. It was all pretty innocent flirting for a while, and Jodi was happily talking to them and drinking. There was a bit of competition to see who could land the older fox – if not quite cougar – she was too hot for that title. Then they started to buy her a few more drinks and. She has a few but not many wrinkles. So when I first met her I had to discreetly approach her to not look like I was coming on to her. Sure enough, she was a widow whose husband died ten years ago. She said this is the first time she has “socialized” with any group involving men in ten years. Well Susan and I hit it off and we began spending a lot of time together. Still after a month I was not getting laid, not even a blow job. One night I “broached” the subject and Susan bowed her head and. I couldn’t explain what the painting was or why I’d painted it. I’d have all my family suspecting each other because everyone would deny it. And I’d still be suspecting everyone else. And everyone would hate me for suspecting a family member. Kate, Lissa, and Wendy had come back to Seattle after only three days in San Fran. Shit! If anything happened to the painting in that time it was ruined. I’d put so much oil paint on, so thick that it would take two weeks to dry and a month to fully cure.I. The rain made the road wet and soon the inevitable happened.She slipped and fell with a loud thug. The men behind her slowed downand within a few seconds surrounded her. They looked at thier preyhngrily.The woman's skirt was now pulled up around her hips. She tried tocover her exposed thighs and deeper than normal cleavage but it was ofno use anymore. She looked up at them, at thier lust filled faces andsobbed "Please!"."CUT. " A man barked the crude order somewhere.The rain stopped, the.