I’m no lip reader, but somehow the conversation came to be about Barbi’s legs.First she turned on her stool so she was facing away from the counte... (and towards my booth), then she obliged by extending, and then flexing, first one high heeled foot, then the other. Her fit leg muscles the very definition of sexiness. Her short skirt seemed to climb inexorably up her thighs.Barbi would steal lightning quick glances at me whenever she thought soldier was looking elsewhere. No doubt she was. After a minute or so I realized what I was doing and suddenly forcibly tried to get away from her feeling scared more than shy. I did not realize what happened but I felt that I could not control my bathroom and I had perhaps pissed a little in my frock. But since my leg was one her leg also her petticoat also got wet with my piss. I took my hand there and touched and found it all wet. I was scared and my sudden jerk woke her up. She got up and asked what happened and discovered her wet. Only the need to interrogate the suspected marine assassin kept him alive for the moment. Qi had no doubt that the man was spaced later.The final point about Riata was that she was an outsider's fuck bunny. Ferro had bought his way into the family by designing their new spacecraft but she liked him before he did any of that drawing. He had not known how to fight and still did not fight that well according to the rumor mill. Still, they were fuck bunnies.All of which led to the point that he and. In fact, it was a 900 square foot white wooden building which had been built on to the existing 3 bedroom 1,350 square foot white wood frame house and was separated from the house by a five foot closed in breezeway .As I pulled up in my white auto parts pickup I saw Barbara’s pickup sitting outside. As I was waiting to turn in to her gravel driveway, I saw a hot little blonde number wearing a black tank top and a white short skirt. She got into a red convertible mustang and drove by me and as.