Wendy had on a tiny bikini and Les wore shorts. They were both barefoot. Les was carrying a slab of beer and Wendy had a bowl of salad.I got up to tak... the salad from Wendy and put it on a table near our barbeque Then I gave Wendy a hug and a kiss before turning to Les and giving him the same treatment. As I pressed my body against his I felt a considerable bulge in his crotch.“Thank you Les. I assume that that bulge in your shorts is in appreciation of my naked body, rather than my. Winding through the residential streets I saw a new house under construction. I slowed down to see if there might be any hot construction guys around. Most of them were younger slim guys, pretty good looking but not especially my type. Then I saw whom I assumed to be the boss of the operation. A tall, heavyset man with flat top hair and a two or three day growth of beard. From the quick glance, I got he looked like one of those men who had been very muscular in the past and was going a. The wild stories his grandfather had told him when he was a child visiting the crazed old man in the asylum were actually true! This woman really was immortal! His intuitive surveillance of those who were closest to her was finally paying off after years of watching and patiently waiting for her to reappear. He watched the internal surveillance feed as the mysterious woman vanished from Frank Tabor’s bed after having made love to him. He was a little annoyed at the odd video glitch just before. “The RV park it is, then.”We had sat and eaten our lunch while we swapped more anecdotes about our past lives. I told her that I’d worked in FAA security as an air marshal and in several other positions during my tenure. She also found out that I was a licensed pilot, though my experience was limited to single-engine planes. That led to the standard conversation between pilots – the ‘there I was’ stories about our flying adventures.Back on the road, we’d taken an indirect route to nowhere.