Studying for my last exam. You?" P: "So am I. Do you want to grab coffee?" Me: "Sure. I'm at the dorm. Wanna meet at C? P: "See you in 5." I spotted P...iscilla in the coffee shop, and she was wearing a blazer with a tank top underneath that showed off her amazing breasts. She had high cut boots that must have been 5 inch heels. Still made her short but my God was she sexy. We sat and talked about my love life. She seemed very interested, and she seemed a bit upset... "I hear you're a player that. "Don't what? Try to get loose if you want to." she asked, her face now only a few inches from my face rocking her hips slowly over me. She slowly let the pressure go and moved them onto my chest as she raised her upper body, still moving her hips slowly."Uncle, it feels good." I am telling you for the last time, don't do that." Don't you like it, it feels like that?" You are crazy." I realized my hands now had moved to each side of her hips."I want to see it, please. I have never seen one. Marcus had heard of dogging before but had thought it was a European creation, an activity for those open-minded French voyeurs. He didn’t think that these sites existed out in conservative rural Australia. As he left the hardware store Marcus couldn’t help but take a slight detour down past the turn-off to the reservoir. He’d been fishing there himself a few times but never gave the cars s**ttered around the car park a second thought. Again there was nothing to think about when he cruised by. John and Dave talked for a while before they left for the rink. The practice was hard and most of the team had somehow heard about Dave leaving for ten days - they didn't seem pleased with his lack of commitment. During the last half hour of practice, Coach Vigneault ran them through their systems. Dave and John were on the same line, each on a wing with a veteran center, Pierre-Andre Bureau. Dave took a little time to adjust to the system and the opposing players seemed to be hitting him at.