Traffic was the usual Friday mess. We got home at 1:00 PM.Tiger and Squeaker were there to meet us. They had the van all packed and ready to go. We lo...ded up and headed for Armstrong Woods. Cynthia rode shotgun Tiger and Squeaker were in the back. We were there in a half an hour. We paid our camp fee and headed for the camp ground at Bull Frog Pond.Tiger was amazed at the tent. He and I worked on our sleeping quarters. Squeaker and Cynthia took care of the kitchen supplies and we had the camp. There was no light except for stars; the moon wasn't even up yet.Now I was finally alarmed, because no matter what, I should have been able to see some light from Dallas if it was still there. It wasn't over fifty miles away, and some light would have been showing in the sky over it if nothing else. I was plainly confused about what had happened to me and I figured no good would come of it.It was time to go back into my trailer and off to bed.Since I'd gone to bed so early the night before, I. YB69 would look and then swipe left for most of them, but occasionally he would swipe right. The pics he was perusing were taken by the road crew of the early-bird girls already lining up, attempting to get backstage. Maybe they could get themselves invited to the legendary after-show party.When the group got to the top of the stairs, YungBalla69 realized his woman could see what he was doing, so he motioned for the phone bearer to put it away until later.“Well, don’t this look nice,”. ." but nothing intelligible came out. "When I sat down and swung my legs into the car I'm sure he got a good look." "But you were wearing panties." "Oh yeah and I wanted him to know it." "And you pulled the skirt back down after you got in." "Nooo... I kinda like showing off my legs, and he was driving so he couldn't do anything but look, and that was fine with me." "So you stayed that way, skirt around your waist, for like how long." "Until we got to the movie theater, but it wasn't really.