Sandy left, changed clothes and returned to Cliff’s office.He looked concerned. “Sandy, I’m sorry about that. It was totally uncalled for. And I... just sat there like a lump while she swung at you. Are you okay?”She smiled and said, “I’m fine, except she owes me a new blouse. Good heavens! I just realized I was standing there with just my bra and some shreds of blouse. What will people think!?”“Several things,” he said, seeming to be thoughtful. “First, don’t mess with you ... you’re too quick.. I admitted that it was exciting, and that it had made me harder than rock! She blushed and then hemmed and hawed about it until I confronted her with the fact that her pussy was dripping wet and all we'd done so far was talk about her flashing a trucker. That was the first, and most fortuitous, discussion on the subject that we had so early in our relationship.We married in June of 1976 and a few months later her best friend and the manager of the bank branch where my wife worked as a junior. Slut," Kelly teased, "My turn to drop the napkin." Okay, but hurry... , I don't want anyone else to see me," Molly said now becoming embarrassed at what she had agreed to do.Upon release, the white table napkin floated down slowly. Molly deeply embarrassed, hoping no one was looking—spread her luscious thighs wide open.Pulling her dress higher she held her shapely thighs open for a few moments. When Kelly didn't come up from beneath the table she wondered, what is she doing?Suddenly Molly felt. It sits on the Eastern shore of San Pedro Bay, and is almost exactly due West of Angel's Camp. It used to be home to the Hercules Powder Co, which operated a dynamite plant there until the early 70's, when they closed the plant and sold out to developers. Grandpa Carson said there had been a real boom during the Eighties as homes were built and people moved to the low-density, park-like developments. 'The local economy sucks!!', he says, but as a couple of retirees, he and Grandma don't seem to.