Like her son, he was half her age. Nevertheless, it did not stop for from being attracted to him. He had a young, baby face type look. It made him loo... younger than he already was. That seemed to make her even more attracted to him. His blue eyes and light brown hair along with his almost continual smile really put her at ease.“Let’s go, ‘cause I’m ready for another beer.” Pam told them.That certainly was the truth too. She had already had one and a half beers while eating pizza and she was. " I wink.She give me the "Not here. Someone might see!" look. I give her the "Do it!" nod. A gentle tug and her dress is at her knees, knees which are just a little further apart than when we sat down. I look at the table below us. They appear to be in their late 30's, early 40's. They are seated in such a way that one guy has an almost unobstructed view under our table. I watch his face as he is talking to his date, when I see the look of recognition go across his face. He looks at me and I. ” Monica called theshots. “All right slaves, wash our hair,” and with thatfive, burley pairs of hands reached behind us andstarted lathering up our heads. “Now, shave our legs.Left one first,” and with that, these guys all got downon their knees, picked up our left legs, applied shavingcream and started shaving. Then the right legs.“Don’t forget our underarms…. girls… put ’em up!”and with that we all raised our arms above our. "I was glad they were gone because it gave me time to recover. I took outmy compact and looked at myself in the mirror. My makeup looked fine butI quickly dabbed on some lipstick and ran my fingers through my hair andsmoothed my dress. My appetite was gone but I drank both glasses of waterthat were on the table.They soon returned to the table smiling, seeming to have agreed on asubject in my absence. Surprisingly, Derek took out his phone, told me tosmile and took a couple of pictures and.