It was a very pleasant trip. For both of them.Tim particularly enjoyed how, when Sandy reclined her seat and napped, he could play with her dress and ...decide just how much of his girlfriend he would show off to the truckers he passed. He knew that neither Sandy nor the truckers would object to his showing them the full length of her long, gorgeous legs, and from that fact he made the logical leap that she probably would not object to his showing them her slender hips, her tight, toned stomach. ” he hesitated, “I never found a woman I liked, who would put up with a military life. Women in the military cannot serve with their husbands, of course, and who wants to be dragged all over the globe to deployments, or left at home, worrying about her husband?”“You aren’t in the Army any longer, Reg. I was told that, even though I’m a Reservist, there is little chance of my being recalled to duty, and I can’t see that you’d be much different. Dammit, Reg, aren’t you over fifty?”“That’s just. ” I stood there a moment wondering about removing my knickers, but Rachel said it was alright, there was only the two of us and nobody else was going to see anything. I stood there as naked as the day I was born, I didn’t know where to look, or where to put my hands to cover my modesty, over my boobs or to cover the little triangle of my wispy pubic hair area. Rachel didn’t really look at me, she fussed around getting a bra and a pair of knickers from a drawer. “We’ll try these on first. Hilda Sue, meanwhile had gone to the stove and gotten a battered teapot and was putting water in it. Both girls obviously were familiar with this place. Marian noted that, but filed it in the back of her mind for later evaluation.“There’s no fire in the stove,” said Hilda Mae, lifting an iron plate with a wire-wrapped handle on it and looking inside.“Use the gas stove!” said Marian as she stepped toward the moaning woman.“She doesn’t have one,” said Hilda Mae, looking helpless.Nathan moved to.