"Hello?" Oh hi Karen!" You have? Wow that was quick!"Reaching over, I slipped a hand beneath her skirt and brushed my fingertips over the soft puffy f...esh of her labiaShe giggled and opened her legs even wider for me,"What? No, I er, I'm just scratching an itch, that's all!"Turning her head round, she mouthed, "Bastard" silently at me, but made no attempt whatsoever to remove my hand!"Sorry?" she grinned and blew me a kiss,"Yes that sounds like a good idea, hang on, I'll just ask Danny"Putting. I'm fine. I'm just looking," John replied with a forced smile whilehe tried to collect himself with a racing heart."Okay. Well, if you need help with anything, just let me know." Thank you," John replied while the girl turned her attention to othercustomers.John turned back towards the mirror and examined himself holding his maleshirt again. John shook his head wondering, 'What the hell was that?'John's hands trembled as he approached the cashier and paid for the shirt.He feared for his. This woman fetched us. She described you right down to the size a'your member. Good thing you're so damned ugly." Now what?" I asked, searching in the straw for my belt and bayonet."Be dawn soon," Foster said. "We'll fire the place and shoot 'em as they come out."Sore and aching, I buckled on my bayonet, found my musket and powder horn, loaded my weapons and took my place, my rear pulsing and aching. The girl had vanished again by the time one of the Brits came stretching and yawning out the. "I need the photos tomorrow, or they will be useless, and I deserve to have them, I deserve to save my career after all the sacrifices I had made", she thought and before she could plan something smart to say she blurted out:"I can't wait for three weeks". She blushed at her own eagerness.Megan hid a smile, she had hoped something like this. She suspected that Lillian had promised the photos to a boyfriend, or to her lecherous boss. Or maybe her boss or somebody else was blackmailing her.