I want to be naked with them, except, of course, then I couldn’t hide the fact that I’m masturbating in public. I hope no one notices my face turn...ing red. Are you ready, baby? The text from Michael makes me catch my breath. This is really happening. I think so. I imagine his grin on the other end, sitting in his office in New York, signing documents, acting like he’s handling business. Here I am, in the open, about to have my clit strummed and pulsed while I people watch. Tell me what you see.. .Then in the middle i asked her lets start second session ….she said…”no….i am not having energy now”… so i asked her lets have a finishing touch with kiss and go…She agreed for that and asked where?….i asked her to go to same place where we enjoyed first..so she went there and waiting for me..I went from back and hugged tightly from back and kept my hands directly on two big mountains,..to my surprise there is no bra…oh my God..i am in heaven touching them..(One of the best creation of God in. Nike and I are sitting up at the bar, I've got J&B and a dry beer, Nike has the same. We toss a few back, tie a few on, and drink a few frosty ones, just like we usually do. (even though she's more or less a machine Nike can still get pretty shit faced, strangely enough).We stumble from the bar a few hours later, maybe at 3 or 4 pm, but we don't want to get on with our errands yet, Nike wants to find a motel room or something. So we jump back in my jeep, Nike driving this time, and we rush. Tammy was thinking that the young man was not interested in her because she was not as intelligent or as fashionable as his current friends. She knew she was somewhat "Old-timey" in her thinking because of growing up with the generationally-challenged river folk. Sometimes she would say or do things that the young people just did not relate to. Tammy knew that the values of the young people not familiar with the river way of life were not her cup of tea. She appreciated the differences and did.