But he could see feet, bare feet, accompanied by bare legs, at least bare up to the knees before a wall blocked his view of the person on the floor. ...��Honey?’ he called out, but there was no response. He set down the unwanted mail and his briefcase and quickly shed the winter coat and hat, looking again at the feet and noting how they were pointed away from him as if someone was stretching on the floor. His wife stretching would not be a surprise, but for her to be wearing so little while. Legs like that of a women who plays sports, like a swimmer or tennis player. Her breasts were smaller but stuck straight up as she lay on her back.Her bathing suit, if you want to call it that, was a little patch of cloth maybe six inches below her belly button, a string holding it in place. Her top barely covered her nipples. She had on sun glasses and it looked like she was listening to some sort of player through her earphones."God!" said Ann. "Check out that woman over there. I can't. I knew we were only talking about a pair of Swiss rolls worth maybe a quarter, but the way she said it made me feel warm all over. I half-remembered the Dr. Seuss book, How the Grinch Stole Christmas. When he discovered the meaning of Christmas his heart grew three sizes. I think it was three. Right then, my heart grew four."I was just thinking," I said as we cuddled. "If we get married for fifty years, we can do this about eighteen thousand times." Eighteen thousand two hundred and fifty,". I couldn’t help wondering if she got a discount because I saw him rub his hand over her pussy under her uniform. He was smelling his fingers as he walked away. The girl frowned, but stuck her packet of powder under her bra. Yes, I got all of that in photographs. Later that same week, Beth got a photo series of Johnston selling to a boy. We thought that he was a Junior.The pressure was now on us because Johnston would graduate with this year’s class, and we had to get some potent evidence if we.