"Why don't you go write you own fucking songs, you bitch? Write stuff for you to sing, my ass. You don't do anything. You don't play an instrument. Yo... don't even sing particularly well. You don't write songs. The only asset you bring to this band is your tits, and that don't impress me much." Looks like Plain Jane over there is jealous," Donna said with a sneer, tossing her blond hair behind her back."Riiiiiight." I turned back to the rest of the band. "The bottom line is this--that song goes. 'Tell me, did you enjoy seeing your friend fucking your wife?'"At dinner Allie announced that she was going on a trip to Europe in a week with an old college friend. "Have you traveled with her before?" I asked. Allie's smile broadened, and Clem explained that it was not a she, but a guy who Allie had kept up a friendship with ever since college."You don't mind her traveling with another man?" Dinah asked. Clem looked over at his wife and smiled. He then explained that he and Allie had an open. I didn't know if I would stay in Texas or move on to the territories, the problem being that Texas had a bad reputation of being very torn up as a result of the war. For one thing, there was still a lot of trouble from the Comanches.I wasn't expecting the same kind of Indian trouble in Oklahoma, but I was concerned about the possibility of bandits, both White and Red. Well, there was really no other choice if I was going to journey south, so I started out as soon as the last of the mud on the. She was stripping while facing away from me. As her panty climbed down from her waist, her full buttocks came into my view. With all the cellulose that she had accumulated at the right places for a woman of her age, that is at the waist, on her butt cheeks & her fleshy thighs, she was looking like an incredibly sexy vixen. Her ass was clean, lustrous devoid of any roughness or pimple or unwanted growth here & there.The sight of a naked woman, her brown dyed hair tied on head in a neat bun,.