They soon had the dead man lifted out and laid on the grass. John got the lads to hand him the gun as well, and he laid it to one side, knowing it was...empty.The man’s clothes were of little help. They had allowed him to wear his clothes, but with nothing in the exterior pockets; not even a bill-fold with notes that might give away the date back then. The guy was wearing no jewellery, not even a wedding ring.His inside pocket, though, proved a treasure chest on its own. This pocket contained an. Apparently embarrassed to be so crude......then a long shy pause.."Would you like to see my pussy?" I nodded my assentShe removed all her clothes below her waist...turning away from me as she did so...then she bent over to show me how hairy her twat is....I could she her ample hairness glistening with moisture..."Please I want to see more of you" she begged in a little girl voice...I removed my jeans and underwear...she stared with some appreciation at my old man hairiness...I was as erect as I. " Yes. But I just can't accept these. I don't know how I'd sneak these into my house. And if I did, I'd hate for my folks to catch me with them. How would I ever explain..." Oh, dear. I never thought of that. Maybe you could just look at them while you're here. I can make myself scarce and let you have some privacy. How would that be?"How much privacy? I wondered. But I said, "That would be great, Mrs. Crotchy." Alright, then I'll just leave you be...with all these lovelies." Saying that with a. Girls from the high schoolstarted bringing their boyfriends so they wouldn't make fools ofthemselves at the ball. Many of the ladies from the quilting clubattended as well, though they were not dressed in leotards. Many wereactually wearing their hoop frames so they could get comfortable withdancing with their husbands while standing farther away as the hoops werepretty large.Tammy and I explained our plan to Amy. Tammy and I are the same size, yousee. We can both wear the tuxedo. We are going.