Bryce was staring at her up and down, her little petite white body in those tight black Nike Spandex shorts and a tight hoodie that made her boobs pop...out and you can see the outline of her bra through the hoodie and as he looked at her, he noticed there were no pantylines showing through her spandex shorts which meant she was wearing no panties at all. He then started touching her inner thighs and she looked at him with puppy eyes... He grabbed her by the neck and told her to open her mouth. She sighed loudly as I rolled over and we fell asleep in each other’s arms, dreaming of each other. * I woke the next morning alone, I wondered where Bret was and I smelled the bacon, so I slowly sat up and pulled the top quilt with me as I wrapped it around me and walked quietly into the kitchen. Bret was back in his pants, cooking a breakfast for me. He looked up and saw me. The smile on his face was to die for. “Good morning, Beautiful,” he softly cooed as he took me in his arms to give. Women docs rule here, but finding a female GI is about as easy as scoring a date Gwyneth Paltrow. Medium sized hands are tolerable, but only just so. Large hands ought to cause you to break out in hives, while if you have any sense at all, hands the size of an NBA forward’s should send you running from the room in outright despair. Why, you might ask, should you be concerned with hand size if all the guy is going to do is ram a Roto-rooter up your ass? Well, you’ll soon find out during this. ~~She pulled into the lot and her gentleman friend opened her car door.“The name is Pete Durkin. Who might you be?”“Nice to meet you, Pete. My name is Katherine Smith.”Pete took Katherine’s hand and kissed her. Katherine giggled and they walked into the coffee shop.“You look like a lady who likes sweet drinks. How about a slice of pie and a coffee drink?”“That sounds lovely. Apple pie would be divine, and a caramel coffee would be great.”Pete ordered the pies and coffee while Katherine.