We did not stay overnight, so if there were any ghosts wandering around, I wasn’t there to see them. I came to some rickety gates with a sign that r...ad, “Carstairs Manor.” The gates must have been imposing once, flanked as they were by stone pillars surmounted by lions sitting on their haunches holding the Carstairs coat of arms. The gates themselves were stained with rust and a couple of the iron bars were missing. After a struggle I managed to open the heavy gates and continued up the weed. "It was at a symposium that Jeff's company was sponsoring and Jeff had been tasked with giving a talk on ISO 9000. He had gotten to the hotel where the symposium was being held a little early so he went into the hotel bar for a quick beer. As soon as his eyes had gotten accustomed to the low light level he noticed a strikingly beautiful woman sitting by herself at a table. Ever the opportunist he walked over to the table and asked her if he could join her. She had smiled and said that he could,. The suspense is already killing me."Christy scampered to the car. There, she made sure not to awaken her sleeping father as she got what she was after from its hiding place. Then she was on her way back to the action in the highest spirits. For she knew for sure that she was about to blow her mother's mind with the ten thick inches of pure magic she had in her possession."Can I look yet?" Helen anxiously called when she heard the approach of returning footsteps."Just a little bit longer,". I've known women who had a large rack of tits and some of them looked like cows. If you're not the kind who enjoys a woman with big tits, you might think they all fit that category, but for Jessica, her very large full rounded breasts looked totally awesome on her pretty body. I could sit and look at Jessica's tits all night long. I especially loved it when the coolness of the restaurant or something I'd said to Jessica made her nipples harden. There's nothing sexier than the barometer of a.