He relished the feel of her body closely molded to his as they moved in among the other dancers. She held him tightly as his hands played over her ass..., occasionally lifting her short skirt to fondle her exposed bare butt cheeks. Evan probably would have been embarrassed under any other circumstances, but given the "normal" dress of the other dancers and their overtly sexual activities, he felt they were being quite modest.Back at the table he dropped Cheri off and picked up Pam. The music was a. Monica didn’t answer but she didn’t protest when I began to massage her legs. I rubbed her leg while the foot of the other leg remained in my crotch. Monica took another sip of vodka and closed her eyes. She kept her eyes closed and her head back as I massaged her shapely legs. Occasionally she would pick up her head, sip her drink and smile at me before closing her eyes again.I didn’t ask her permission as I let my hands move up to her thighs and massaged her lovely thighs. Monica jumped at. I've never re-married or even dated that much, it's just not my thing I guess. I recently retired at 62, sold my small business and with the money from that and the small, early retirement, social security check I get I'll have around $7,000 a month to live on. Not a fortune but then a whole lot of people don't make that kind of money much less have it when they retire. Anyway here Sarah and I are out by the pool on a lazy Saturday afternoon, sunning and having a couple of beers and talking. ’ The flat voice buzzed in Tir’s ear. ‘Open the grip, remove the red microcard, turn the switch labeled S4 to on, bend the third pin from the left on the adapter until it snaps, and reinsert the card.’ ‘There’s a trick I didn’t know,’ Tir muttered, snapping the handle open. ‘Very few do,’ buzzed the voice. Tir adjusted the gun, watched the indicator blink green, and handed it to Enjine. ‘You have less than 30 seconds to get through the elevator,’ said the voice. ‘The secret door is behind stack.