.. Megan!! She was probably, what? Sixteen? Remember the time you responded '1946' when someone ... who was it? ... asked his birthdate.' Bill scratch...d his head just above his right ear. 'Fuck! I don't remember!'Bill was in a panic. Inside his mind, he was born in 1946. The second child of a dad who still suffered from the memories of the Second World War.Those weeks in the pine forests of Western Michigan, "Camping" Dad called it. Long walks along the Lake Michigan shore, sometimes with Wili. “I'm up for that,” she said.“Me too,” I replied. “Let's go.”When we got back to his place he fixed us all drinks and we got comfortable in his living room. Evelyn let her skirt ride up so that the tops of her stockings were clearly visible. I had a satin dress on that hugged my figure and left little to the imagination – Rob didn't know where to look.“Why don't we play a game” I suggested. “Each of us can ask a question that the other two have to answer as honestly as they dare. If they. 5 and tattoo on her right leg was roses going all the way up her leg she was so fine in her black dress and on her back was a peacock so we all got in the navigator both women jump in the back no soon we started to move they were kissing they took their dresses off and their bras came off so they started to suck each other’s tits both nipples were sticking out 1in as I watch the road in them as now they had their panties off all I heard from the back seat was morning and all my god as they. " I cooed as I massaged her shoulder. She seemed to arouse slightly from her sleep before letting out what sounded like a pleasured gasp.Taking the sound she made as a sign of approval, I moved in on her. I rolled her to her back and then straddled her stomach. She didn't push me away and instead moaned as if she had wanted me to do more than just massaging her shoulder.A smile crept along my face. My hands slipped down her shoulders and along her waists before sliding back up under her singlet.