Phil picked me up and off we went. All day I felt horny.Once work was done we all headed down the pub as usual we commandeered a corner of the pub and...I sat down deliberately opposite Phil. I wasn't obvious but did make sure he got the odd little peak up my skirt. I couldn't hardly wait for us to call it a day and head off. Once outside I told Phil I needed to go back to the office before we went home. We headed up the stairs to our floor, Phil trailing behind I could imagine him peaking up my. ? Not bad for 42 years old,? she thought. Her breasts were firm, not a bit of sag after two children with no surgery.Her nipples were dark about the size of a silver dollar and ? ? long.Thanks to her daily exercise, her stomach and thighs were tight and firm.As she sank into the hot bubbly water she still wondered what the dinner was about.As Carole was putting the final touches on her make-up the phone rang announcing the car had arrived to take her to the restaurant. A final check in the. But, here it is ... the back nine of my life and it catches me by surprise ... How did I get here so fast? Where did the years go and where did my youth go?I remember well seeing older people through the years and thinking that those older people were years away from me and that I was only on the first hole and the back nine was so far off that I could not fathom it or imagine fully what it would be like.But, here it is ... my friends are retired and getting gray ... they move slower and I see. I won’t stink too bad that way.’ Candy asked. ‘Why do they have showers where you work?’ ‘We wear a coverall. Full sleeves, it’s hot but the chips coming off the castings are fifteen to eighteen hundred degrees. So no one on the big machines goes without. At lunch and last break each one in coveralls takes a shower to cool off, many take another before leaving. It’s not a luxury, it’s a necessity. We have lockers to store our clothes in.’ NOTE: 800C to 1000C I yawned and said. ‘You girls can.