Ken is more than my boyfriend.”“Oh my god!” I exclaimed. “You guys are secretly married!”She laughed at what she must have thought was my na...�ve response. “No silly! We’re too young to be married! We have a ... listen, can you keep a secret?”“That’s a good one,” I said with a grin. “I hardly ever talk to anybody! Yes, I promise not to tell anyone your secret.”I noticed Jo seemed uncharacteristically nervous. I figured her secret must be something big.“Ken isn’t just my boyfriend,” Jo said. “He’s. I'm in a t shirt and my Master's Pet panties. He's laying in bed still sleep, tired from his week.Pulling out the biscuits, cheese, coffee, eggs, green peppers,grits, onions, and steaks. Putting the coffee on. Chopping up the onions and peppers. Seasoning the steaks and placing the onions and peppers over the steaks. In my preheated oven goes the steaks and biscuits. Grits on low, now time for getting the eggs right. I smile knowing the pleasure its causing in my panties. Cooking for him is a. I put my left hand on her waist and pulled her lil closed since she was feeling shy and stood lil far. She came closed and we could sense each other breathing. I was moving left and right with motion and she alone with. I excused her played a romantic song for which she smiled naughtily and that really killed me. We came back to same position. I didn’t want to rush as I didn’t want to ruin the moment. This time we were closer than before.All of sudden she left my hand and hugged me tightly I. Thus he crashes through the window in an almost upright upper body position with his feet out before him as if he’s sitting in a chair and both guns tracking targets in the hut. He opens up in rapid fire and the three armed men near the machine-gun are soon headless. The gun stops, two Guards enter the front door. The other people in the room drop their weapons and surrender. Outside the shooting stops when the remaining enemy troops surrender as well. Of the seventy-one mercenaries protecting.