We were all alone ... Out in the middle ofnowhere.Marti cranked up the AM radio and we started dancing on the dirt lot.It might have seemed like quite... a sight. Marti in my Levi's, my skintight tee shirt under my oversized plaid flannel shirt and me in herpoodle skirt and stuff. It might have seemed like quite a sight ifanyone but us would've been there to see it.Marti started really coming on to me. Just like any other typicalteenage guy who was dancing with his girl in a secluded Lovers'. Several weeks past, which gave Brenda time to watch Melissa's visitors.When she first started working at Universal people would come and go andshe didn't think much about it, but now a pattern had developed. The samegirls would come by once or twice a month, have a conference with Melissaand then leave. Connie was one of the girls in that group of maybefifteen different women. They were all good looking, and most looked likeformer models. Brenda was starting to put the whole thing together.. I asked, not really sure if I wanted to hear the answer. Mmmm about every other day, sometimes in the mornings, sometimes afternoon sometimes at night. We like to fuck in public places, its such a thrill thinking that we might be seen or even caught. Ive let him take me in all sorts of places. Sometimes if we meet in the day he insists that I dont wear any underwear, its exciting going round the supermarket or going to a cafe with no knickers on. Ive even started flashing if I see someone I. His coat covered the guns in their crossdraw holsters, so they didn't draw any adverse comment, an' Sam didn't git inta no fights with the real sanctimonious types.Of course, I never went anywhere without my guns, either, soz both of us was well armed that day. We didn't need the guns that day, but it sure was better ta have them guns an' not need them then is was ta be the other way around. In our business, we couldn't afford ta take silly chances, even ifen we could read minds. Ya never knew.