That is usually my biggest problem with shirts. I am going to have a problem with the slacks you know," he said."Just get the waist and ass to fit, I ...can get them hemmed for you," I said remembering the signs in my dry cleaner's windows, the one about doing alterations."Hey I really like these carpenter jeans. Lots of pockets and I feel like a real country redneck in them," It's a good thing you didn't chose the bib overalls. First of all they are ugly as hell. Second you would look like shit. He said he's actually done something similar, but it was a boyfriend that watched. Not just a friend."Just a friend. The words I've heard so many times still hurt, but still turned me on.I got nervous as we waited. Finally he arrived. She let him in and he kissed her and said hey. Then he looked at me and said, "Hey cuck." I didn't respond.They immediately started kissing again. He was here for one thing only. He started pulling up her shirt as they walked to her room and I followed. We made it. Us something? Who were those people on the bird? They looked like a bunch of civilians!”“Yeah, who were those people?” asked Montoya.“Everybody’s been laughing, like it’s some big secret!” complained Riley.“You haven’t been told?” the colonel asked, an astonished look on his face.We all basically shrugged and said, ‘No!’“Jesus Christ! You guys rescued Tolley Hunter!”Givens, Montoya, and Gonzalez all looked amazed, their eyes bugging out. Riley looked at me with a look of confusion. I simply. "She giggled. "I know! Listen, naughty boy: it looks as if it's going to be a beautiful day. Why not drop by mid-morning? I'm planning to do some sunbathing." OK, Around ten?" Fine. But I won't be in the flower garden where I was yesterday. Come around to the back of the cottage. I've got a neat little sun trap there. It's sheltered and very secluded." OK. See you later." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Barbara's sun trap was indeed secluded. A paved area of old bricks, partially shaded by an ancient willow tree..