"Hi, Chuck? Call the gang and shag your asses out to River Road, about two miles north of Broadway. Beth Jones is lost down by the river and we've got... to find her!"Okay, we'll be waiting," he closed his phone and turned to us. "Chuck says he thinks he can get most of the team out here to help. Will that be enough?" I hope so. Call 911 and get the cops out here. Tell them this is more than just a car off the road. Maybe they'll show up this time. We're gonna need all the help we can get!" I. Ok, that was odd they never left that fast without investigating a lot more than they had.Looking over at the 50-55 year old man stooped over the bed I had to ask, "you ok there uh ... fellow?" It's Clarence," He replied. "Yes, I am fine." I stared at the old really old underwear that the man was putting back on his body."You're lucky he jumped in to save you after you fell in." Another shelter man who'd heard the story said."Oh, I didn't fall in I jumped in, to save George here, stopping him. As I was painting her toes I could hardly keep myself from staring at her thighs. When I was just about done with the second foot she caught me. I was so flustered that I finish the last two toes really quickly.Judy went out to the porch with my wife and I got back on the couch to watch TV until it was time for the next coat. The girls came back in, made more drinks and I was back on the floor. Again I started with my wife and painted the first color coat. When I slid over to do Judy's her. Late into the night I ponder over how I can begin afresh in the morning.New View JessIn the bathroom during the scramble to get ready, I hand Jess a fresh pair of panties saying, 'you can change into these now because I'm putting the washing through.' She took off her knickers, then I exclaim, 'What a rash that is Jess'. I crouch down rubbing my fingers over her slit. 'Not to worry', I say stroking her, 'nothing's wrong, you've had a wet dream and rubbed yourself sore, that's all.''How do you.