.." He was getting in deep.Denise squeezed past Cheryl and sat on his lap. "It's Ok baby. It's only a dream, and I think everyone here knows just how ...etero you are." She gave a wiggle in his lap, rubbing her ass against him, before giving him a kiss. He finally got his new card out, and read it. "One minute, alone with your partner's choice. Anything goes."He looked over at Denise, a look of dismay on his face."No, I'm not going to pick Alex." We all gave a laugh at that; mine might have been. Until the boys tucked themselves in and headed off.As my parents were away, Alice and I headed back to my house, me ever so aware of how sticky my panties felt. And there, having turned the pool light on, we went outside and sat in the gazebo.Alice lit the joint, having surprised me again, this time by having a lighter in her backpack. The first inhale was so acrid, I coughed and spluttered. Alice laughed, her exhale a picture of smoky elegance.Once consumed, I felt such a buzz. We were so. He's up there almost everyday working out or running or something to get in shape to referee the High School Basketball games he adores so much and still hoping to get called to do an NCAA game. He's the one who told us about this seniors craft show. He also happens to legally, be a senior citizen. He signed us up with a little encouragement from his wife, my mother in law.My mother in law is another story. She's is the main reason we were at the crafts show at all. I've never been an arts and. Be in the parking lot of the race track convenience store on long street in Williams around 10am. Look for a bright red Ford Pickup truck. He will drop off the package. He has a photograph of you, so he will make visual identification. If you aren't there, he will not wait." It was a message not a conversational invitation.Since there was no power on in the foreclosed house, I left to sit in a waffle house. The Waffle had coffee and lots of free electrons in the air. It took a little longer to.