Except for the small bulgein my panties, I even thought that I looked like a real woman.Craig was groggy when he first awoke and then had to be given ... few moments torecover from the fit of `guffaws' he had when he caught sight of me. He didn'thelp my embarrassment very much, what with the running comments he kept making.He called me `honey', and `darling', and teased me about being all hot over hiscock. I don't believe he necessarily meant to be cruel, but he hurt me just thesame.The poses. Suddenly a profile familiar to me came in the suggestion list. It was my school teacher, she was my dream fantasy when I was in school. It has been six years since I saw her get in contact with her. I sent a friend request and a message to add on “hi mam, how are you”?My request was accepted after few hours, she messaged me “yeah I’m fine, sorry I couldn’t remember you. How are you? ”.I was little upset, obviously, I am that not a student who was popular at school. I was a silent observe of her. Tom sighed in frustration as he leaned back from the table, "That can't be right. Why would he be smack dab in the middle of nowhere thirty miles south of the city? We must have fucked this up somehow."They quickly repeated the work with identical results."Well, shit," Tom said, "we're going to need another bearing. This really can't be right."Mark grunted in agreement before saying, "Still, it can't hurt to check it out. I'll call the location over to the chief of police of the town of. A little shy around people i would avoid eye contact and seldo ever looked up except to see how close i was to y destination. The 20 was a slow route so for and hour i read my who dunnits and slipped into my little fantasy world.On this particular day i looked up from "The point of origin" to see this striking black girl starring at me. Once i caught her eyes; which were the loveliest grey i had ever seen, she smiled at me. I blushed at first then smiled in return.I found myself thinking about.