"Stephen, we have to go now or we will not find any good parking!" Rachel insisted."We have plenty of time!" I argued back.I knew Rachel was right, if...we didn't get going, we would have a real problem parking and it was not a nice evening to have to walk 3 or 4 blocks in a dress and heels. Rachel was going to be pissed if I made her walk in her new dress and shoes."Stephen if we go now, I will make it up to you later! I will screw you brains out tonight when we get home." Rachel said with a. David enters the room and is asked by Jim Weeks, “David, what did the cops want with you?”He manages to keep his face straight when he replies, “They had a few people down at the gun range and they needed someone to show them how to shoot properly so they came to get me to show them how to shoot well.” They don’t believe him, until he takes them into his room to show them the displays he made for his medals from the shoots for the last few years. He has a simple but elegantly engraved wooden. When I arrived at the house I found her straightening up the living room, wearing 4” high-heeled platform shoes and a hot blue mini-dress. "I got off work early so I called the TV shop and had them come out to finish repairing the big screen," she said. "Oh, so did they send that young guy you were so hot for last time?" I asked. She kind of giggled and looked away. "So that's the real reason for the micro-dress and heels, flirting…... or more?" I asked. "I. Does that make the sex more acceptable for you?’ ‘You are fucking out of your mind.’ ‘I know it. I know.’ She tried to talk him down to a handjob or a blowjob, buthe wouldn’t go for it. He had to get the real deal. Finally—half out of exasperation, and half in pity for this strange lost soul—she gave in, as long as he agreed to wear a condom. ‘Of course I will,’ he said, as if astonished that she thought she had to ask. So they went into his cabin. There was no proper bed in there, just a.