For far too long in my life, I had been the golden child, the pretty girl, the one who always got her way. I'd used my looks as a weapon to manipulate...those around me. I'd played on people's perceptions to make them see me as better than I truly was. I'd cruised through life getting everything handed to me, and grown up to believe such an easy path was my birthright.I wasn't perfect. I wasn't even going to try to be. I didn't yet know who I would become, but I was determined that the future me. ”“Have you ever ‘done it’ with a girl?”“Ah ... no. I mean, yes, I mean it’s ok, and no, I haven’t.”Kristy unbuttons the rest of Sandy’s pajama top buttons. She slides her hands onto Sandy’s small bare breasts and nipples, softly caressing them. She leans in, and they kiss again with more tongue. Kristy pulls back and removes her own tee-shirt. She then slides her panties down and steps out of them, fully naked. Next, she slides Sandy’s pajama shorts down, no underwear underneath. Both stare at. The Japanese were landing supplies for Maj, General Tsukada to resupply post near Clark field. We had dates and times and could get there with time to spare. Contact was made with USAFFE (US Army Force Far East) command in Australia. They gave us the go ahead. We departed the next morning with 2,000 men. The guerillas moved thru the jungle like the wind a cross the Texas prairie. We arrive a day early and blended in with the jungle. The Japanese trucks continued to arrive till well after. She move round and round and go far from me so that her sari left in my hand, now she is in petticoat and blouse. She had placed a tatoo on her navel around. She is looking dam sexy with it. She again came close to Vishal and hold her petticoat string to him and give jerk her hips in such way that string get lose slowly. She move away from Vishal and now only string is in his hand and mom petticoat collapsed to floor. She pick petticoat and throw on Vishal, now she is in black mini skirt and.