’ She got a table in the corner of the break room. All she had was a small salad. He was there a few minutes later. ‘I want to apologize for Frid...y night. I was not good company and I can only guess that I had too much to drink. As far as I am concerned the date was not completed as I had agreed to, so I feel I owe you another one.’ ‘It was a good date. You don’t owe me anything. Lets leave it at that.’ ‘No, I can’t do that. I have my pride, damn it. I had agreed to something and I didn’t keep. After several minutes of silence, she sighed and decided that her efforts were fruitless and she'd have to find another way of conveying her feelings and desires.Unfolding her long legs, Megan stretched out next to Jack and put her arm over his chest. She snuggled against him and kissed his neck."You're mad at me now, aren't you, Megan?" Jack said."No honey, I'm not mad, I'm frustrated." Why would you be frustrated? I just want the same things you do, to be told what you want." I've been trying. Finally, it was time for Charles's turn again.It made Cindy hot to know they were taking turns with her. She opened her little legs more widely yet, closing her eyes and offering her bare, wet pussy to Charles - in fact, her whole eleven-year-old body, naked and vulnerable and wide open. She whispered, "Do anything you want with me. I'm just a cock-toy. I want to make you shoot, any way you want to. I'm naked so you can wank and shoot to me and make your donger feel good. I'll do. At first, the young men in uniform were attentive to duty and seemed at least on the surface to be unbiased in their policing actions. Then, gradually things began to change and the old resentments of authority and the differences of religion began to eat away at the rapport. The Catholic girls began to ignore the uniformed men in fear of being considered informers for the other side. The shopkeepers treated even the most unbiased of military men with a distain that emphasized their lack of.