"When did THIS start? Ya wouldn't even touch a gun, before." She looked down. "When things started getting crazy, what with cops getting shot almost d...ily, and people shooting up churches. Got started, and found out how much fun it was, too. The rest is history. By the way, Ricky. I got my degree in Math, and another in Anthropology. The Palo Pinto b**st is drivin' ever'body nuts down there. Run some Boy Scouts out o' their campground a few weeks ago. Momma said you'd had some problems up here,. Carla enjoyed this of course and played the game to the full. She imagined how he would have been at his public school. Starved of female company, it had left him a quivering wreck in the presence of a vamp such as Carla. On her last visit he had dropped his pen whilst serving her tea. As he bent to pick it up, Carla had chosen the moment to stretch out her legs just inches from him. She knew his discomfort, and relished the fact that he was seen to mop his brow with a handkerchief as she was. Even my own pussy was twitching from them all. I told Keith to come along, to tuck his dick back in his pants and I would help with the drinks.Keith looked down at his dick, ”It wasn't hanging out, just there minding its own business,” he said shaking his head from side to side following me into the house.Inside I helped him make the drinks. Keith asked me what the hell was going on? First Megan’s change today and now the girls were acting all strange. ”Especially Sara that girl doesn't. No point turning up in a suit unless you looked like you were meant to be wearing it.So far, she still felt like a woman who did not have an outfit and thus had been forced to borrow her husband's suit.Melinda began practising stupidmale muscle-flexing poses in the mirror as she fooled around to try to get in the right frame of mind.In a flash of inspiration she realised what she needed to enable her to wear the suit with pride.A present from an ex-boyfriend, something she hadnot worn in.