And in the closet by the front door." I don't like be be caught flat-footed," he said."And this is my mom's version for clothing," I said. "Now help m... fold these sleeves in." We got that accomplished, I tried his hat on, added a few strips of paper behind the sweatband so it wouldn't slip down over my eyes. And he took pictures."Criminal act," he said."How so?" Wearing a uniform when you're not authorized." Nay, good sir," I said. "We've fought this battle already. Some 1960's hippie retread. Joe, the greasy mechanic, was openly slapping his wife's tender butt when she wouldn't do exactly what he instructed her to do.He grabbed the hem of her night shirt in back and gave a quick tug upward, giving several of the cheering men a peek at Susan's bare ass cheeks. His terrified wife stumbled between the two men, helplessly slapping their invading hands away with absolutely no effect. Her futile blows landed harmlessly and they were totally ignored.Lanny tried to interfere several times.. More

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