I also bought enough ammunition for them to learn with.We decided to rack the shotguns where they could be easily and quickly reached from the driver'... box on the wagon, but the rifles were racked behind that seat. I had a steel box made to stow those weapons in when we stopped for lunch at a restaurant. That may not have been necessary, but I didn't want to take a chance.I had the women practice first with the shotgun, since I figured that they would be more likely to need that before they. Both of my hands exploring, feeling, and caressing any exposed skin they can find. Finally one of my hands slowly slips inside your pants, feeling the soft fabric of your panties, touching the silky edges of the seams and the smooth, soft skin they cover.Ever so slowly pushing it to the side, as my other hand rubs and caresses your breast and nipple. As this is occurring my anticipation builds. I am wondering when or, if you will stop me... Then I feel your hips rise. Pausing slightly, I. The first few times I was awake all night, completely incapable of relaxing enough to fall asleep, and then, on the fourth night, no problem at all.I had trouble sleeping at all for a long time after Carlie died, mostly because I couldn't escape the emotional imprint left by her death.When I finally returned home and reunited with Izzy, it was as though we'd never been apart. No trouble sleeping with her at all.Oddly enough, the first time all three of my girls spent the night in the same bed. Each one had a little bulge on top, like a Mounds bar pregnant with an almond. The M&Ms, the ones in the yellow bag, each pregnant with a peanut, bigger and rounder than their smug brethren in the brown bags. I grabbed a six pack of the former and a half-pound bag of the latter, as well as a six pack of Mars bars just out of nostalgia. There was a bottle of wine in the refrigerator. I headed for the checkout. Condoms were available there, too.I asked for a three-pack of my usual brand and paid.