.. turn around,...go back,...dont do this,... (Well, Newsflash, it's too late). - September of 1993-In the fall of 1993 I met my now future wife in hi...h school. We were both seniors. I was the new k** in town (having just moved to this small sleepy Kansas town of 6,000 people that summer before high school started) & with out a doubt her and I hit it off right away. Before long we were dating just one short week after we first bumped into each other in the crowded school halls.A description. We figured the car was close to us and monitoring the house. Christiane and Caiti came out naked, the way we usually dressed. Both girls were flushed and looked tired.Selna kissed Caiti and asked, "May I borrow your slave for a few moments, Caiti?"Caiti looked at Christiane and said, "She's pretty worn out but she can give you a few and she should have another in her after she gets a chance to rest."Christiane looked back and forth but said nothing. From the look on her face she was not averse. In my young mind, he had a special niche.My parents were complementary instructors: Mom taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey.But the stranger ... he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future! He took my family to the first major league ball game.. Upstairs there are 3 normal bedrooms, 1 large one, a bathroom, and off the large bedroom there is a balcony. And you remind yourself not to forget the patio and dock at the back. The two of you meet in the den and toast to a, hopefully, successful sexfest during the upcoming weekend. You two continue to drink until the morning hours talking about who you hope on banging this weekend. You plan on having at least 60 people coming with as many hot girls in there as you two could manage to get. One.