'What are you asking me', I challenged him, trying to show I was completely lost to his suggesting, and as I asked him I saw him move his hand down be...ween his legs, he was wanking himself in front of me, well under the desk and out of my sight, I have to admit at that point I did not know what to do, I was slightly bemused this young guy was doing it, my first internet wanker, and strangely excited he was, I mean I was dressed for such an act, but with my husband, but now a complete stranger. "Just got through calling someone a nut and now I'm hearing things, super. God must LOVE messing with me.". You decided to go check it out and just a few steps from your back door you see something glowing under the dirt. After digging it up you find out that it's.......just a mask. How was it glowing? What was it doing in your back yard?You wanted to ask yourself these things, but as soon as you picked the thing up your arms get a mind of their own and yank the damn thing onto your face. Bits. “You got it man” Nick replied waiving at the glass between them, “I’ll play the FM stuff that will send Ron screaming out the door.”The “FM stuff” that Nick referred too way the emerging Frisco stereo sound that Nick and others like him claimed was going to put AM radio, and jocks like Jim, out of business. Ron was scared as hell of the “long haired hippy freaks”, like Jefferson Airplane and Country Joe and the Fish, that were the vanguard. I met her over at the same playground. This time, it was Winter. All of the leaves had fallen from the trees, leaving our hideaway in the woods exposed. I started to rack my brain for ideas for other places we could go. Neither of us could host at our respective homes because we both had family there. I wasn't paying for a room for a quickie either.Carrie didn't seem worried at all though. It was already dark and there were no k**s at the playground. She suggested we do it right there. We.