" I heard a rumor today, Bianca." My voice is thick with the drink, she can smell on my breath. " John, can't this wait till tomorrow?" " No Bianca, i... cannot." " All right, John, why don't we go into the living room?" she offered, and is puzzled when I shook my head. " No, here is fine." " John?" She tried to step back as I moved towards her, a strange look in my eyes and my hands stretched out to grab her. " John, what are you doing?!" She tried to get away, but I held her tight, my hands. Sarah had put her t strap sandals next to them along with the bra I hadworn earlier.I grabbed the panties I had worn earlier, thinking that I need to findtime tomorrow to do some laundry since the only clean pair I had leftwas the leopard print pair. I slipped the panties and bra on and walkedinto the bathroom to get my sock breast from the bathing suit andstuffed them in the bra. I slipped the dress over my head and grabbedthe shoes."Wait, let me take a quick look." When I stopped and. I finally realized that there were four others at the table -- the redhead next to Riley, the brother across from her, and the parents at the far end of the table.Jim finally noticed me standing there, and came around behind his son to shake my head. “Mark -- so glad you could join us. You clean up pretty well when you don’t have a snorkel in your face!”I laughed weakly, and tried to compose myself as Jim introduced me to his family. “Mark, this is my wife Jennifer, my son Steve, Steve’s. Every male in view had spent that five-count transfixed by her little rump, poking out from under her too-short skirt and exposed in its tight white cotton panties.When she stood, I swear I heard a collective gulp from every throat in the room. I stood up, too."We have to hit the road, sweetheart. Do you have to go potty?" She shook her head."OK. Well, I don't have to go either ... I can hold out at least until Rest Stop 25. We'll use the restrooms there."Recognition hit every spectator at.