He crouched back down to wait, but realized there was no time to waste. Skirting behind the backstop, he reached the third base dugout without catchin... the beam. He covered the flashlight lens, turned it on and had to steel himself to keep from breaking down when he saw Megan.Megan was huddled at one end of the bench, barefoot. A sodden lightweight long robe, probably cotton, was palstered to her skin. Even in the dim light he could see one eye was almost swollen shut and blood trickled down. Bergman had boxed a fair amount and what she hadn't boxed was either sorted or labeled. The six hours I had projected to box her up and load on to the truck lasted just over two. The only snag was when we went to load her Suburban SUV onto the two wheel hitch I had rented to tow behind my truck. It seems that Ms. Bergman had forgotten to mention that she was afraid to fly and wanted to drive with us, there was that personal attention she mentioned. Charlie got all excited about having the. They argued about it for a few minutes and after Dave and I reassured him that it would be okay for her to stay and that we wouldn't let her get too drunk he relented and said that he'd pick her up in a few hours. Once Henry left we moved back inside and into the air conditioned living room to listen to some music and continue drinking. Dave and Kyle took the two overstuffed chairs and I sat on the couch next to Carole. Kyle rolled up a joint and we passed it around. I was a little shocked when. All eyes in the group followed the hem of that skirt as it rode up Tammy’s legs then past her thighs then right up to her tummy button. As those eyes travelled up those legs they all came to rest on a little tuft of black, curly pubic hair sitting atop a shaved set of outer pussy lips with one piece of clitoris poking out the top. They had all expected to see a pair of panties under her skirt but that was not so. The girl had nothing on under her skirt that was now hitched up around her.