. me. We had to stop now and again and explain even the simplest actions.On the way back, it was like we were invisible. Not one person spoke or even ...ooked at us. Several people looked through us but no hint of recognition.“Disconcerting,” I said.“What?”“We’re invisible,” I stated.“They’re just busy,” Jim said.“Okay,” I said ... but it wasn’t.There was more going on than meets the eye ... because we weren’t ... meeting the eye ... any eye. I wondered if the animals noticed our passing ... not. She was wearing an old white shirt with some tight jeans.while we were cleaning the tank some water got onto her shirt near her boob and nipple area. I looked over at it when she wasnt looking and I could tell she had no bra on and her right nipple was hard due to the water.After we finsished cleaning the tank she said she was going down the street tot he store to buy some stuff for her new bathroom that just got remolded.She asked if I wanted to go with her but I said no i’ll saty here and. What the hell, to late now, let's see .... Let's go back about six months.I had just started a day gig at Arnold's Music as a guitar and music theory teacher. I did studio gigs and played with a couple of bands, always hoping. The teaching gig helped fill in the holes left by my bills.All this 'me time' didn't leave many open spaces for someone else in my life. At least that is what I told myself when I was sitting home alone and not playing music. It is easier than thinking no one was. Her tight, tight latex mini-dress left almost nothing to the imagination. Dressed as she was, shewas being literally thrown to the wolves. She didn't know how manywolves there were, but with her long, long legs and heaving bosom ondisplay, she knew that they'd be hungry. Ravenous, even.After a few moments, Michelle's familiar voice rang out over the PAsystem. "Good morning, gentlemen, and welcome to this non-stop LayoverAirways flight from London Heathrow to Las Vegas McCarran.