Within seconds the hand was back on my right butt cheek. Not only rubbing, but adding a squeeze and a pat with it. I turned my head around, it was too...packed to turn completely, and in my deepest voice said, "Hey Man, I'm a dude. Cut that out."I turned back around sure that that would put an end to the grouping. Within seconds the hand was back, but this time it had reached up under my skirt, lifting it in the back, and was actually rubbing my ass through the panty hose.I started to turn again. I kicked over my chair when I saw who it was. Jacky was older — so was I — but I would have recognised him anywhere. I gave him a big hug and introduced him to Weena. "Heya, missus," he said."Weena. And I'll call you Jacky. You've known Gordy about twenty years longer than I have." Too right, Weena. Gordy, can you come with me? I got a problem." Let's go. I hope I can help. Where are you camped?" Boundary fence near where Womalilla Road makes the sharp turn." By the water?"He laughed. "Yep.. ‘No,’ I said flatly. ‘But you have a good brain and you’ve given me enough ammunition over this week to tie them in knots and it will most certainly bring about their downfall.’ ‘William. The answer is no, and that is final. I will not leave the teaching of past politics and I will not become involved of having to tell lies to cover up the truth.’ ‘We don’t tell lies. Just half truths and then prevaricate if we can’t think of a good excuse,’ he grinned. I had now really come to like William. Sharon agreedand suggested a rather racy dress in cobalt blue with a plungingneckline in back, a tight black sash around the waist and a short flaredskirt.They stopped at the lingerie boutique to pick out some very daringlittle numbers. Sharon's favorite was the pair of babydoll negligees insee-though black that only closed across the breasts with a daintylittle ribbon tie, with crotchless lace panties."That's a little daring, even for us," Sharon said with a giggle."You must remember the three.