She was dancing with different men and having the time of her life. She of course, left me alone by the bar.I was shy and more reserved. I was the d...signated driver. I couldn’t be smashed. The men were all enjoying her. She was making out with so many different people. They were touching her all over her body. She was loving the attention. I hoped she knew what she was doing. I was uncomfortable and a feeling a bit lonely. I’m just not as outgoing as she was.I noticed my friend was. Her eyes opened, her smile broadened, and she gave a little nod.“Home at last,” she said. “In my loving embrace.”I slowly pulled out and pushed in again. Laura’s pussy was resisting me all the way out and opening to let me, in pulsing through my thrust.“What do you tell Laura?” she asked in our lifelong nod to the song we had adopted as ours. .“I love her!”I pulled out again and slowly pushed forward. We built up together, a little faster, Laura lifting her hips as I pushed forward. There was. “Really? Maybe we're getting our wires crossed or something because I'm getting a different impression from being slammed against the wall like you're trying to break one or more of my bones.” The younger slayer doesn't even really flinch at Faith's words. “I've heard about you. I know about the things you did and what you're capable of. And I don't like any of it.” Faith shrugs. Sorta. “Well whatever you've heard, I'm sure the reality is about a hundred times worse.” “Yeah? Well, I didn't much. They weren't at all like the ones back home, either. Still, I thought there was a sense of familiarity with them. In a way I'm a mountain girl.After we'd made the city fathers of Colorado Springs happy by dropping enough money on tourist things, it was time, the day I'd been secretly looking forward to since high school. We drove out to the Academy, followed guides, parked in the right place, and so on. Pretty soon we were shown into some bleachers and got ourselves settled.I'm not sure if it's.