You know I meant ... hold your, uh..." ... my body, like my tits and all, against you? Yeah, I got that," I said, yawning. "And the answer is yes, if...you tell me they're nice I'll hold them against you."Even his giggling friends shut up at that point. I allowed myself a soft, satisfied smile. Finally he tapped me on the shoulder again and, just before the bell rang to signal the beginning of class, he whispered, "You have nice tits!"I giggled. I was wearing a low-cut sleeveless top. It was red. " Museum?" Emily asked."That's part of the long-range plan," he replied. "But the plan is to have a working museum where people can see this sort of thing. In the interim, it's going to be a place where we can do some re-enactments and shoot a little." Civil War re-enacting seems to be gaining popularity," Jason observed."Oh, yes," Woodward smiled. "This is going to be the home of Battery A, First Michigan Light Artillery. Right at the moment, I only have the one Napoleon here, but there's a. ...." he cut me off. "After you willingly fell on your back and let me deposit my seed." "Jerome you made me into what I am right now, treating me like a whore, I just can't help what you do to me," I started to cry. "I didn't make you a whore," he said "I just brought out the real you and it shows." "What?" "You were always a Whore! you just did't know it until you dropped your panties for me and landed on your back." "What are you talking about? you tricked me the first time." "I did not. It took 15 minutes for Neetu to come out, well dressed. She left the door half opened and I was sure that Rajan was inside. Neetu looked at me and smiled. She said that she was not expecting me so soon but it was great that I came. Though she was moving towards us and I was looking at a well fucked wife of mine. But from corner of my eyes I saw the bathroom gate closing. She reached the veranda and the door was shut completely. She sat beside me and was smiling constantly looking at me. I asked.