By this time we pulled up to the restaurant and went inside. Katie was already seated as we walked in. She was wearing a yellow polo shirt and tight b...lue jean shorts. I thought, ‘Damn!! She’s smokin’ hot!’ “Morning, Katie, how are you?” Kenny said as she stood up to give Kenny a hug. She said as she shook my hand, “Hi, Uncle Kenny, I’m fine. Well, hello John. So what is keeping you in our fair city, Devil Dog?” I said smiling, “And good morning to you, Pogue, your uncle here can’t fix my. What did he look like? I want to see him when Im in there. Im not telling you that. Maybe you can see later, if something happens, she said, giving me a wicked grin. As I walked through the pub to the bar, I looked around at the people, trying to work out who it might have been. It was a pretty small pub and there was only about a dozen men inside. There were a couple of postmen, still in their uniform, and the rest seemed to be labourers, wearing paint spattered jeans and muddy boots. While. " I replied quickly, "Show me where everything is and I'll make us a snack while you go change."Having done that, May left me to get on with it and, by the time she returned, I had almost finished."God," I groaned as I looked at May, "Have you any idea just what you do to a boy?" I asked softly.Looking down to the front of my jeans, she replied, "I can see." Then when I moved closer to May, and took her in my arms, she immediately pressed herself hard against me, groaning, "And I can feel. ‘What?’ ‘If I’d known there was gonna be a wet t-shirt contest I’d have brought my camera,’ he said with an approving glance at her chest. Katie looked down to see her black cotton tank top plastered to her body, clinging to her small breasts like it was painted on. She wondered for a second if maybe she should have worn a bra, but she almost never wore one unless she was at work, didn’t really need one with her A cups, and hadn’t even packed one for this trip. Oh well, at least it wasn’t see.