Everyone around here knows they can trust you with anything and I have to tell someone before it makes me go all crazy. I don't know who else I can te...l."When she took a big sobbing breath and started to shake against my back, I got her arms loose enough to turn around to face her."How about you forget that for now and just enjoy sharing a shower with me? I can scrub your back and I am pretty good at washing a girl's hair too," I told her as I pulled her naked, crying body to me.She sobbed for. I sat at the front desk with a cheeky grin on my face as I slowly opened my legs exposing my increasingly sticky pussy in full view of Mr Blake who was sitting at the front of the class. I pretended to be fully focused on my test, as though it was just an accident that I happened to have my legs open and no knickers to cover my wet cunt, but all the time watching him out of the corner of my eye. He seemed to look a little nervous and looked the other way, but after checking that I wasn’t. ..We hear someone yell in the hallway then hear obvious gun fire. I creep to the door, open it and oh hell no!!!Present – Jens – In the tunnelsWe continue making sure the rooms are clear when Maria questions, "Jens, what the hell is that noise, it sounds like a machine gun."I answer, "That's because it is a machine gun. I have an autonomous machine gun guarding the ventilation system."Maria exclaims, "What! A fucking mechanical machine gun guarding the ventilation system! What were you. She was built like her mother, only taller, with dark brown hair, and not quite yet as busty. Though the pictures I had seen of her mother at that age, she wore a B-cup. This girl who was soon to be my step-daughter was firmly in a D-cup, and growing. She was in a DD (or E, depending on the bra company) by the time she was 18.Her older sister wore a G-cup, but I never really got the chance to know her until after she graduated high school, and moved in with us. Since this story is about the one.