As it happened nature and time took its course as I had to go back home to University and study, whilst his job kept him posted overseas and I could r...member feeling sick inside suspecting my girlfriends taking advantage of my absence and moving in on him, they like me were sexually active, and they always flirted with him at every turn.I remember testing him with them, one girl in particular had gone out on a date with a guy who was in the New Zealand Army, he had made a play for her and. "A group of girls greeted me at the school gates. One wore a long blackskirt, her lips were painted dark red and she had long black hair. Asexy face and a supermodel figure. Another wore a plain red tank topand jeans. She had greasy blonde hair and smiled, showing off braces onher teeth."Hey Colin, love the skirt. It suits you." a brunette commented."Thanks." What can we call you? You can't be Colin any more." A girl withfreckles and hair all over the place asked."My name is Zoe. Why do I get. There is a story, a legend really, that she died in a shootout with some famous marshal. The story was about her love for a wild young cowboy."I was fascinated by what she said because the time frame tied in with when Dallas Stoudenmire was marshal in El Paso. I'd been researching an incident where four men were killed in a few seconds and planned on writing a story about it. What I wanted to do was write a series of fictionalized accounts of real stories and submit them to magazines and later. I ran my hands over them again, grabbing them this time, shakingthem. I pilled them out and over my bra and began massaging them. Ohlord, this was incredible! I was overwhelmed with pleasure and I couldfeel myself getting, well, wet. As if on autopilot one of my handsguided itself downwards, ready to slip into my panties."What. The. Fuck?!"I snapped back into reality, greeted by the sight of my rather shocked17-year-old sister Kelly."What the fuck is going on?!" she asked, although it was.