Then she was the one to laugh. "Been there done that," she said."I know where there is a place that will play soft music on demand and there are no dr...unks, if you don't mind being there with another lady," I said."Let's finish our drinks and go then," she said.I paid the tab as we walked out. Roger never saw us leave.I walked with her towards the truck and be damned if another drunk tried to corral us in the parking lot. All I could smell was booze and cigarettes."Hey girls, how about you. I have read a lot because I was hurt in a tractor trailer accident in 2008 and can’t drive truck anymore so I read a lot. I really enjoy your writing a lot because you write about so many things. I was wondering if you would write me a story. It is about a step-mother who hates her step-daughter because she is prim and proper and her daddy gave her his company to run instead of his wife. So the stepmother wants to get even and ruin her step-daughter’s marriage and her life by doing stuff to. "Both men stood there staring at Kat with their mouths open. After along silence the younger man laughed, "Um, you're joking right?"Giggling at the thought that either of them could believe a girl wouldactually talk like that, "Yes, I'm kidding. I had a discussion with aboy about his treatment of women." You did what?" the younger man grimaced."That's a fancy way of saying she beat up a boy that couldn't keep hishands to himself." Everyone turned to the sound of the new voice to seea woman with. Sarah took a deep breath, then slowly lifted her tight pleated skirt up to her waist. Her soft cheeks flushing deeply with embarrassment, she placed her thumbs nervously in the elastic waistband of her pantiebriefs, then lowered them to her knees before daintily raising her right ankle and slipping them completely off. Henderson gazed at the young woman in awe, his eyes greedily devouring her nylon-clad legs and the triangle of soft down at the top of her thighs, her magnificent fleshy white.