Useing a finger he circled around till he reached my butt crack, I wiggled and laughed. Tom said what has the worm found, let's see what happens if I ...go here and pushed his finger at the top of my crack. Nothing here, then down to the bottom side of my butt and wiggled his finger. He said not here either, he moved up some and said how about here. I laughed and said what is he going to do. Tom pushed a little and said, the worm wants to go farther but how does he get there. With a silly voice I. ”“Real?”“Yes.” It wasn’t. He, I’m sure, knew that. He also knew, I was sure, from watching me case him and his car, that I knew who he was—what his real name was.He pulled into another, larger county park and drove into the far end of a secluded parking lot, where he turned the Lincoln around, which wasn’t easy—it was one humongous big land boat—and backed it up to the edge of a little dell.“Get on out, and come around to the trunk,” he said, as he opened his door, got out. Without fanfare, he. At that Irma lost her smile but her chin jutted, just a little. A few minutes before 6:00 Irma ended her 12-hour day and slipped into a bubble bath and thought how she could assist to ensure a seduction occurred. She then thought about clothes and decided it could upset Kate, Douglas’s mom if she dressed colorfully and so she decided everything black with the only color being cherry shoes. They had to be colored shoes otherwise there’d by no hint to Douglas that she wasn’t in mourning. As the. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of admitting I might have been, oh hell, no might about it, I was wrong.We had tickets to a Wayne Newton show starting in half an hour. I didn't like Wayne Newton but it's sort of like the thing to do when you go to Vegas.Surprisingly, the show was good and we both enjoyed it. Afterwards we went to the bar for a drink. Several drunks, no not several, a lot of drunks put the hit on us and I was never so glad to be with Bev. She was extremely adept at.