D.didn't think you'd be shaved!" he commented"Did you think I'd have a welcome mat down there?" I grinned "as I'm an old bag? Nice shagpile?" You're ...ot, I mean, you're in really good shape.... for your age.....um for ANY age!!" he blunderedI undid my suspenders and stripped my stockings off, and my high heels.Lastly I took off my glasses and shook don my hair, just to complete the effect. I turned my back to him, to show him my bottom, which, all things considered, vies to be my finest. Rolling on top of her, he rested his weight on his elbows so as not to hurt her, their lips still moving hungrily together as he smoothed his hand over her hair before sliding it behind her neck in an echo of her earlier gesture.Untangling her hands from his hair she pulled him down until his whole weight rested on her, and she let out a satisfied moan, one arm bent, hand beneath his shirt, fingernails digging hard into the muscle of his shoulder, the other grasping his buttocks as she tilted. Brian was married and Vickey was divorced but moved back into the area they grew up which was in Northern California. They both had their fiftieth birthdays in February of this year. Back in high school, Brain was a football player and captain of the wrestling team. His dreams were to go to law school and become an attorney one day like his father. Vickey was the captain of the cheerleading squad. Her dream was to become a teacher for young children plus having a few herself. One day, Vickey. Bob got into the back seat and John into the right seat. Tom said that first flights were normally flown with a pilot alone. The other two agreed, but John said that they had so much confidence in the power plant that they wanted to be part of the first flight. John explained that the throttle was, as always, the RPM control, and should be used the same way. As Tom checked out the instrumentation, he found any related to the old power plant were either covered or replaced, and each new gauge.