.. all right, Skip," Jennifer said slowly. She was sitting on the stool behind the counter, her legs crossed and her modest length skirt smoothed gent...y down over her sensuous thighs. Skip was standing across the counter, waiting in silence. She thought a long time must have passed before she realized she was staring at him. "Oh!" the older woman said suddenly? shifting on the stool. "Let me close up and then we'll get to... to the book."Conscious of the boy's eyes on the curves of her shapely. Teachers always seemed to find a way to prey on the weak, the weak now being Jennifer, especially since she couldn't really argue with anything they said without some type of repercussions.She still didn't like the idea of having to give everyone a look though she knew they could if they wanted. She started to pass out the papers and decided, since he didn't say how long a look, she could hurry through it and get her apron back on."Jennifer, slow down and stay at each table five seconds before. Doc Holiday, Turkey Creek Johnson, Sherman McMasters, and Texas Jack Vermillion made up the rest of their ‘posse’. ‘I heard the story while I was still in Pleasant Valley. Don’t pay to mess with a man’s family,’ Clint said. ‘Guess you read about the Lincoln County War over to New Mexico in ’76, that’s the one where Billy the Kid was involved.’ ‘Yes sir.’ Young Sam just couldn’t help addressing the older man as ‘sir’. It was part of his upbringing. Clint smiled and nodded his head. ‘You heard. I just grabbed them and started to eat them. I squeezed them and rubbed them. (Their feeling is still there in my hands). I licked her nipples and she moaned in pleasure. I was touching her everywhere and started to kiss on her boobs, neck shoulders, and back.The moment was so intense that we were completely naked in no time. We were tightly hugging and kissing each other. Slowly, I went down kissing her boobs first, then her navel, then her thighs and then her pussy.She had some hairs on her.