Since we are talking Rocky Mountains, he looks like a cowboy, either in jeans or bib-overalls, lace-up cowboy boots, and western shirts. Every piece o...f clothing he has on has a well worn and used appearance. He's overweight, but solid. I've seen him pick up and carry things twice my weight.Yet, his appearance is deceptive. The reason I was willing to travel such a long distance to visit with him, is his unusual perception. He's quiet and almost shy in nature, but when he does speak on. Upon arriving at work, each employee would strip naked, carefully hanging their clothes - either a short dress, or a miniscule skirt and top – on their assigned hook, then queue up and be issued a grey cotton pullover. Female undergarments – other than push-up brassieres – had long since been dispensed with, and now could be found only in museums and at antique and collectable sales. At the end of the day, they’d toss their uniforms in a pile, from which they’d be reissued the following. I think she had a somewhat similar experience as neither of us moved. Someone else came up the library steps and was trying to help us, and until Bubba Harkins slapped me on the back I hadn't moved and I don't think Mary Lou did either. Bubba had come out of the library's other door and had seen what happened and was trying to help. Bubba knew that I had sworn off girls so that I could get as much education as I could because I needed that to get out of my home life.My home town was Wimberley,. "Unnnaawwwonngg!" she moaned, every muscle in her naked body clenched and shuddering with ecstacy. "Ohhh god... oh god!"The spasms had barely died away before she was swarming over Yvette's smooth black body with a sharp hunger that came from having feared their relationship was over. This was something she had only dreamed and hoped to do again. She was on top, with Yvette's small, upswept breasts in her hands, squeezing them until the large, black, protruding nipples swelled up in soft cones.