” Pete wondered if he’d ever get another chance to see his s!ster’s tits.There were people everywhere, but most were sitting in the grandstands....Only the hard-core fans were on the grass in front of the stage, and only the hardest of those moved to the front of the pack to be next to the fence, which was only a few feet from the stage. The sound there would be intense, not to mention the smell of pot smoke. That was where Pete wanted to be.The first band was just setting up. Good, they hadn’t. Love, DieterThree days after posting his letter, Dieter and the other 23 barracksmates were marched out of the wire and loaded onto two olive drab US Army trucks and driven off for work. The trucks headed northeast to a small town called Arendtsville. To the soldiers’ surprise, Herr Youndt, owner of the farm, spoke excellent deutsch. The farmer laughed when the soldiers inquired how he knew such excellent deutsch. He replied that half the farmers in Adam County grew up speaking deutsch as their. Talk about feeling like a dummy! "That's ok," she said, "I think I have something." She then commenced to fish around in her purse and shortly came up with a pen. I handed her a deposit receipt from yesterday's bank visit. After she wrote down her number, I thanked her and told her that I'd call her tomorrow night and announced that I was going to be on my way. The ensuing pause let me appreciate her smile before I said, "But before I leave, I want you to know that I've never felt so bold in. ?" Yes," she said, "let's go."They got in Joe's old but reliable car, and Val slid over beside him as he pulled out of the parking lot. The local parking make-out spot near the campus was known as The Hollow. It was safe and private and close. Joe asked her if she wanted to go there and Val smiled and said, "Of course. Where else?"When he killed the engine and turned to her, she moved into his arms and their lips met again. It was even better. As she sucked on his tongue, Joe could only think.