“Lou, you seem disturbed. Are you okay?” Beatrice asked.“What?” Lou chuckled. “Oh dear, am I becoming so transparent?”“Your opacity and ...cunning are both unchanged and I’m certain that if a dastardly scoundrel was around and spying upon you, he or she would be utterly taken in by your external grace and think you are as stoic and focused as any other Neapolitan star prince. And yet, said dastardly scoundrel would not be your wife. Unless I was planning something sneaky.” She grinned, showing off. Work was boring and my sex life was even more boring. As soon as men learned I was 38 with two teenage k**s they fled as fast as they could. After two years without a cock I was one horny woman, although my neighbor Susan and I had lesbian sex every now and then when we got drunk.It was OK, she could really eat pussy, but her was real hairy so I could just not get into licking a woman's hairy pussyOne day in the break room I overheard the girls talking about our African-American the UPS driver. Were going to have our drinks bought for us by some gentlemen, and then were going to thank them in the only way we know how. Now look sultry and try to grab the attention of someone. I looked down the bar, and there were a few men who were looking at their drinks. I turned around towards the dancefloor, and I could see a young man in his early twenties looking at me while he danced with a group of friends. He noticed me looking back, and in response he grabbed one of his friends from behind. We should go over there and check," Samantha said as she started walking to the back of Alice's motor home with Amber leading the way.Going to the door Amber knocked and waited for Alice to open the door, but the only thing they heard were the dogs barking. Knocking once more, Amber said, "I think something has happened to her."Samantha stepped up and banged on the door as she shouted, "Alice, are you OK?"With no answer the tried the knob but it did not turn."What are we going to do? She could.