My hands moved to his waist. I ran a hand over his crotch and could tell that he was starting to get hard as I reached my hands into his pants. His ha...ds then came out of my shirt and up from under my skirt and he pushed me back. “Not here, Lauren,” Andy said. “Why not?” I replied. He said, “Just not here.” I just looked back into his eyes and kissed him. He kissed me deeply back and I brought his hands back under my shirt and right up onto my boob hanging out of my undone bra. He rubbed and. "How about you and Robert?" He's been my best pal since we were babies. We always used to spend Halloween together Trick-or-Treating in my neighborhood. Most of the time he'd get my hand-me-down costumes. Anyway, he moved away when I was about 15 and we didn't see so much of each other. But that was alright. We wrote letters and emails and eventually joined Facebook." And where do you live?" I live in Maryland, Mount Airy, specifically. I've lived there all my life. I never had to move or. ." on and on while I laughed my ass off and relished pulling off onehell of a shot. Yah, I could hang up the gun now, never will I be able totop that one. My childhood's crowning achievement. Well to placate Dan, Ibasically was his target set up guy for the remainder of the afternoon.Young boys can tender their forgiveness for such little arbitraryagreements. Although I was a little leery that he might try a similarshot, the day progressed without incident and Dan finally found the humorin what. She excused herself to the bathroom and, when she came back, was wearing only the thigh highs and heels. She sat with her "sugar daddy" on the couch as he slowly put his arm around her and started feeling her soft, smooth skin. I started taking a couple pictures at that point, which he was ok with as long as he wasn’t able to be identified. To make things flow more smoothly, I suggested I go down to the lobby to let them get to know each other. He gives me a thumbs up as my wife wastes no time.