Chapter Forty-nine
Cat scrambled up and darted beneath the lower gantry. Shielded from above, she dropped the bib of her orange farmer-john’s and peeled her tee shirt up over her head. Tyson watched her cone-shaped breasts jump as she skinnied her legs free of the overalls. Cat tossed panties on the pile of clothes and with her slim legs flashing, she hurried to join the party from the opposite end of the staging.
Mickey saw her coming and broke free from the other women. “Everything okay, Cat? I’ve been wondering what to tell everyone if there’s a gunshot.”
Cat looked around at the naked party goers. It was kinda fun, she thought, to see everyone in the buff. “No sign of him. But Tyson is sure you have his attention– that part is good. It’s just he might be wary of a large crowd.”
Mic
