Of course by then it'd be too late to hit the shops. A red light came up and she pulled to a halt. Angrily she slapped her hand on the steering wheel....It was the first time she'd really looked around. Overhead to the right was an overpass and beneath an area filled with boxes, debris and corrugated tin shacks. Homeless people. Worthless people. Sarah smirked as two black whores came out from a shop front and began walking together up the street. They were both mid thirties and wore too much. We went on and on about what our women did and what they didn't do in bed and it was great to know that Lauren loved to swallow and Kim would occasionally take it in the ass. I told the guys that Tina has gotten to like more and more things over the years and tells me that story every now and then. It was around midnight when I heard Tina’s car come in the driveway and the door slam. She entered the house and I could tell she was quite tipsy. She smiled at the guys and gave me a kiss. All of. What I had seen was not possible. The road past my house is paved. I could not have seen a wagon stirring the dust. I ran out onto the porch, then to the roadside. Down the asphalt highway I could see half a mile in either direction. There was no wagon, no dust. Just a peaceful afternoon, the sun working its way through thin clouds to another prairie sunset. A shudder went through me. Only those who have brushed against the bizarre and the inexplicable can appreciate how I felt at that moment.. .I picked out a thin cotton print summer dress and a pair of sandles. When she drie off and came into our room she saw I had made the bed and was there to help her get dressed. As I slid the dress over her head she asked ,no panties? No honey I thought you may be sore so I thought you could go commando. She said good thinking I helped her slide the snadles on. She said lets go set by the pool. As we sat there she said well aren't you full of questions about what Mr. Johnson and I did last.