. for a palomino that is.As Misty grabbed old Willie Peter, I couldn't feel it, of course, but she inadvertently touched the scar on my hip and that s...nt a shiver down my spine.She beamed as my cock started the inflation process in her hand. Her eyes locked on mine as she leaned in and ran the tip of her tongue over my left nipple. That did it, oh God did that do it. I was locked, loaded and ready for action. Willie was awake now and lookin' mean.Misty put her hands on my shoulders and. The next few days, we all stayed at our flat whilst mum made all the arrangements for Arnold's funeral and we began making plans to move down to the cottage.Mr. Patel and Joe were genuinely sad that we were leaving, we'd been good tenants and not only was there mutual respect, but we'd grown to like each other as well and even Joe who we'd not really known all that long was quite sorry that we were going too.We spent most evenings in the garden, the girls just drinking a few cans of lager. Inside the small pink pouch, underneath a pile of pink tissue paper that seemed far too loud when I removed it lay a black lace bra and matching panties. I’ve gone home with enough girls from the campus bars to know that these were not everyday undergarments, but a special brand of getting-laid attire, worn only on nights when one is certain—or at least rightfully hopeful—that they’ll be removed by a man. I didn’t know for sure that these were my sister’s, but I also couldn’t think of any. " Oh was that a reference to the movie Princess Bride? I love that movie."I gave a nod in confirmation. Then I took my hat off and removed my sunglasses."It's been a while, Annie." I said.Annie had a shocked look on her face and then just quickly walked away."Why? Why are you here? No scratch that; how did you find me," Annie demanded once away from the really crowded area?I smiled and said, "Would you believe I had a vision of where you were?"She went from looking mad to confused, to being.