Peter couldn't keep his eye off this young Lady as she walked around the store and he watched her with a lustful eye, thinking as he made call after c...ll, how could he arrange it so this exquisite creature would want to stay here for her vacation. He followed her as she walked around and as she passed in front of the windows the setting sun lit up her perfect curves under her thin dress, this caused a stirring in Peter’s loins and made his heart race. He learned that there were no rooms. If the beacon was inside before it was brought out here, some of the moisture in the air might well have frozen in the crack.She reached for her toolbelt and brought out a tiny pry bar. Sliding the thin point into the crack that outlined the lid, she managed to pry it open. Sure enough, there were the remains of ice crystals that puffed into space. Inside the cube, there were a small transmitter and a voice module. She keyed the module and heard the instructions on her communicator.The. We laughed. They told me of the goings on at the bar. How the guys kept buying them drinks from a distance, and they did their best to keep the free booze flowing. Leaning over, showing lots of thigh, and whatever, and giggling. It made the boys in the bar uncomfortable. One guy tried to finger fuck my wife, when she came out of the bathroom. Put his hand up her skirt. She smacked his hand.The MILF, Tiffany, got a lot of cell phone numbers from the obviously married guys, that wanted a one. He's off in southern Europe now, doing "research" for a book that'll never be written. Whoring and gambling is what he's doing and has now fer years. Drains the bank when ah cobble enough together to tuck a little away and calls me every month or two. A darling of the scuzzies he is. They love to plaster his vid out there with whatever two-bit tramp he's riding that day. They love it that he's off playing while ah'm here being the goodwife."And here ah sit being the pathetic little weak thing;.