Besides, what good would it do to ask one out if all I wanted to do was put my face in her ass? The dating pool for that kind of girl seemed predictab...y small while the pool for face-slappers much larger.Girls were like goddesses. They were gorgeous and complicated and mysterious and--- gawd--- how I wanted to fall to my knees and worship them---I mean, just totally and completely worship them.I still feel that way.My apprehensions eased somewhat after we moved to a house next to Tori and I. “There had been extra room in the plane’s cargo hold, so my security staff decided to bring one of my personal armored vehicles for transport in Kiev. There had been even more room than expected, so they decided to include the remote controlled ground platform that AM General had been developing.“It was small enough that we could carry two on board the 767. We had them on board, and were on our way to Spaceport Island, when we received information about the two helicopters that were shot down.. Shoes came off. Shirts came off. Then Cynthia pinned me by the window and I thought she was going to push me out. "You want to stop fucking me? Huh?", she asked, while ripping my belt off and unbuttoning my pants. "You want to stop fucking me and walk away? Huh, mother fucker? Is that it? I don't think so. I don't fucking think so." My pants and. ...One day as I was taking the upper sixth class for a lesson, late in the afternoon I was feeling especially aroused. I was dressed in a dark suit, slit up the front, high heels and white blouse. As a community school we allow, for some classes older, maturer students to join in. For some reason my classes seem to attract older guys. Today I paid a lot of attention to a couple of the fit sporty pupils in the class.I asked two of the lads to stay behind for a little extra tuition. There had.