I noticed you had your eye on me all morning as I was watching your wife wearing those bottoms this morning. When you joined me at the bar later I kn...w.'They are the same bottoms. Yes?' He asked me. I nodded. 'I hoped they would be. I trust she didn't wash them out?'I shook my head slightly and said no. His fingers stroked along the bulge in his shorts. Hi smiled and said ' Lovely'So I said...so what happens now. and he replied ...I'll be along tonight at the same time. Make sure her panties. While Betsy walked off, he mumbled, “Joe Average ... that’s stupid. Anyman ... no Everyman ... no, that’s not a name. I can break that up into two names, Eve Ryman. Yeah, I like that. Detective Eve Ryman ... yeah ... that’s good.”Several years later, an up and coming author was on a talk show discussing his second mystery novel that starred his, now famous, detective – Eve Ryman. When he was asked about how he got started writing murder mysteries, he talked about having been a limousine driver. “Well,” Amy replied, “I had a crush on you as well, and just used the guys to try and deal with my insecurities.”“Don’t bull shit the bull-shitter-in-chief,” I argued back.“No, really,” Amy replied. “I was a bitch to you on so many fronts.”“Well,” I replied, “You can make up for it tonight.”Amy laughed.“Don’t tempt me,” she replied, slipping her hand on to my leg.“That’s exactly what I am doing,” I replied, taking her hand into mine and squeezing it.Amy nervously spun a finger in her free hand. Then in an act of desperation I asked this older woman. She looked tired and worn. I thought she was older than my mom. Red head, nice tits, but her face was wrinkled. I asked her if we could get a picture for our college project, she stopped and I made the pitch. I even offered her ten dollars. I must have made her whole month! "You two want a picture of my old twat? No one has asked to see my cunt in so long, hell my husband won't even touch it. Where to?" She said. We took to the spot and.