And, after what I'vefound out, I don't blame you." What do you mean?" I asked."Look, this is a little too covert," she said, as a woman entered andgav... me a look. Considered my handbag......Some things I had to do. Itwas becoming ingrained into me. Carrying my handbag when outside wasone of them. It was just something I liked. "Especially consideringyou're in man-mode. Kind of. Let's get a drink and sit outside."I really did fancy another Sex on the Beach, but I ordered a beer and asoft drink. I went to a party at the Royal Navy Reserve Unit in the Docks and twelve nurses came from Morriston Hospital. They really enjoyed drinking the whisky at two shillings a shot and smoking the free Naval issue Players cigarettes that where being handed round. The happiest ones were midwifes, because seeing a baby born is the happiest of events, a miracle of God's every time.After pub closing time, one Saturday, I went with a couple of male friends, with a flagon of beer each, to this party in Bryn. As when she orgasms during sex we can hear the screams, shrieks and yells as their bedroom window is adjacent to our guest room (might leave the window on purpose I think). But Scott is the man, handsome, polite and so well built with a swimmers body although a little stocky (with age he says) and so well hung. How do I know he is well hung, well he still swims at the nearby beach and he gardens in his Speedos...............Barrel chested, well tanned and with a bulge that has made even Brad. Where are the ones I took?"Dot opened another folder.I asked why Dot was hiding them. Her face flushed, "I don't know. I didn't want you to see because Cal is touching me." I was there, Dot. Right, in the bedroom," I told her.I followed Dot into the bedroom. "No!" I told Dot when she went to get on the bed. "Stand here." I was at the foot of the bed and pointed to where I wanted Dot to stand."Bend over. Put your hands on the bed."I brought my hand down on Dot's left ass cheek. I didn't think it.