After the cool darkness of the air-conditioned house, the Montana heat, even at 7:30 in the morning was like a blast furnace.There was a elderly woman...standing there, squinting against the stark whiteness of the sun on the wall. "Sorry to bother you, I am Mary Shirley from the Census Bureau and I would like to ask you a few questions."I wasn't too groggy to see that Mary Shirley was very attractive. She was perhaps in her mid 60s, short and well proportioned, with Silver gray hair, blue eyes. I tried kissing the back of her neck. It sort of worked. She settled against me, and didn't wriggle away when I got my hand onto her stomach under the teeshirt. The spell was broken when a leg appeared from under the duvet with a pair of panties round the ankle. Skinny turned back towards me, as if in disgust, but didn't make any effort to get my hand from under the tee-shirt, even when I slipped it upwards to rest on her small, bra covered breast. The plump one was giving voice now, urging Dai. .. and I tipped well. As this was a small town pub, they often closed up before 11:00 if there wasn't any crowd to justify staying open. But one bartender would just flip the sign to 'closed', lock the door, dim the lights and let me continue drinking as long as I liked, never kicking me out before I had had my fill. In fact, she would usually pour herself a drink and pull up a stool beside me and chat with me until I left. Her name was Ann.Now I've always had a rule to never to pick up. It was the stunning blue eyes that gave it away, “Cindy?” I said with a very croaked voice. She looked so different from when I saw her before, she was dressed for one but she looked so pretty in her flowing summer dress and as she stood there all pretty and innocent the sun caught it and it was as near transparent as it gets,My eyes soon widened and back into focus as I scanned the figure in front of me, undoing every button with my eyes to peek inside, she was not wearing a bra as I could.