J.D., with his neatly trimmed brown hair, and dark eyes, looked good in his uniform. It appeared to have been fitted specifically for his 6’1′, le...n body, as indeed it had been. The sponsors and NASCAR wanted all of the staff to look good when they appeared on television, as occurred often in the days leading up to a race, as well as on race day. He picked up the clipboard and began checking the figures he had written while under the rear of the car installing a stiffer coil spring on the left. I made my self scarce as I recognized the voice of our next door neighbor Pearl. She was an older lady and I had been helping her around her house since I had lost my job and I did not want her to see me in this state. I could hear Pearl and Pam talking and Pearl needed some work done in her back yard which was right next to ours. Pam then said Bruce get in here right now. Not knowing what else to do I entered the dining room where they were in my naked glory. Pearl gave me a second look when. They have passed me. I pull out ahead again, but then I get stuck in the Molasses Swamp. At the end of the game, I need a yellow or orange to win, but no luck. I pull a red. Bobby passes me pulls a winning piece and sits there grinning at me. Damn… Billy is grinning just as hard, and he lost too. I guess they don’t really care which of them wins.“OK. OK. You get one piece of clothing.”Billy says “I’d like to see her tits again.”I started to unbutton my blouse, and Bobby stops me.“That’s. The tape measure had a metal nub on it's first quarter inch, and I held it up to Lissa's cooperative scrutiny, wordlessly inquiring whether she thought it would work for the next bit of measuring. She just nodded, equally silent.I felt clumsy as I reached my fingers to lay the end of the tape measure into the top of Marie's cleft along the left side of her slightly bulging, shinydamp nubbin, and Marie's sharp intake of breath as my hands made contact.How should I do this? I wondered. Only the.