The trooper looked at her, nodded at the barkeep and all but marched over to her."May I see some identification please, Miss?" Phrased as a question i... most certainly was not one and Gail hurried to the table to collect her pocketbook. Her hands were shaking a bit as she found her driver's license. What was happening? This was supposed to be an afternoon of cutting loose and adventure. Now she might be in trouble."Is this your name, Miss?" he asked her, holding her license so he could compare. The only conclusion I could come up with I didn't like. I decided to do some sleuthing around before I went off half cocked however. I found my camera; made sure the batteries were charged and got a stiff drink of my favorite scotch. In fact I had several drinks of my favorite scotch. I had so many drinks I fell asleep on the couch and that was where Janice found me the next morning.I held it together but just barely when Janice handed me my first cup of coffee. She looked at me with some. She used to do all her work with neatness and was very hygienic. I was very much dependent on her and she used to to all my work. She used to teach in a school and also stayed in a servants quarter in my house. I was very fond of her since 12. After hitting puberty, I started lusting for her. She was very fair with busty boobs and large ass. She wore sarees as well as nighties at home.Her husband used to fuck her and she was very much satisfied in her sex life. When I was 16 she became a widow,. He can read your mind."As they continued back to the counter they could see the smiling old man in his bathrobe. "And thank you Jon, I do so hate having to explain that to EVERYONE who walks through that door. Now Joanne, You have the gift certificate. What can I do for you?"She had regained some of her composure, "Well to start with, you can explain why my husband is still a woman from the waist down."The old man reached behind the counter and produced another package of the pantyhose. "What.