Each time it was a Herculean effort not to get lost in her shimmering eyes.‘Oh my god!’Alex did a double take. She was wearing lovely leat...er boots; shiny blackness that framed her feet and dainty calves. The gleaming black boots terminated at her knees, but that wasn’t where the eye candy ended. She was also sporting a luscious leather jacket to go with her delightfully tight blue jeans.He was glad her back was turned as Bethany thanked the librarian and strutted off, books. I still have to share about this special picture taken in the tent. I turned it into a several pieces of art work and donated 11 x 14 copies of each to our local art museum. They still hang in the modern digital art display. I am attaching the original (which you may have seen from one of our other adventure stories we shared here) and the art works. It is one of my favorites. I am also adding a few beach pics. The story behind the photo: When we go to the beach hubby and I almost always take a. So we sat back and continued to watch the dancing and drinking. Mona and Connie came back and said they had met up with a few guys and were going off, we could use the car to get home and they would call us to come and get them. Vicki and I were now on our own. A couple of cowboys asked us to dance and started to flirt with us. After half an hour they asked if we would come back to their room. I felt okay with this as did Vicki and off we went. I was buzzed and horny from all the drinking and. While she was looking at Duke, the sheriff and the woman quickly pulled her arms behind her back. She felt cold steel circling her wrists and heard two clicks as her hands were cuffed behind her back.“Thank you, Rose,” said the sheriff as he placed his hands on Sophie’s shoulders, turning her to face him.“Hey!” shouted Sophie, indignantly. “You can’t do this to me! I did nothing wrong!”“Then what are you doing here?” asked the sheriff calmly.“She said she was coming to Decadence to be filled.