I leave my hand still, but pressing you, feeling you squirm while we kiss – our tongues exploring, your hand holding mine, persuading it to move…m... fingers push your panties aside and feel your flesh for the first time, so wet and so hot…I stroke you from the back edge to the front, my fingers sliding easily through your folds…a moan escapes you as my fingers find your most sensitive spot…where they pause, circling like vultures… wheeling around, sometimes diving into you, sometimes holding. . back to Faxon’s. David and Gloria, me and my crew, the militia, and 90 percent of the survivors of the town.“Hero David,” chuckling as I said it ... my sergeant laughed outright. “We’re going to have to clean up our mess before we can search?”He surprised me.He nodded at the harbor, “We have the perfect midden.”We did. Yes indeed, we did. We used it. It would have been a major job of work but, what with ex wives and others released from “Faxon’s Reign of Terror,” we did just fine.Wheelbarrows. I smiled. Pleased that she wanted me to work for her. “Yes, absolutely. My husband, Liam, is away and with Melissa out of town, I am all yours for Saturday.” Susan smiled and held out her hand to shake mine. I fumbled the outfit in my hand, dropping it, as I went to shake hers. “You know, I have some pink with black lace hose and some pink platform shoes…not too slutty… that would match that outfit.” She walked me over and we found what she suggested. “Now go try everything on and come out and. “What do you think?” I asked.“I think I’ve decided that being an artist is just as important a career as being a doctor,” Amanda said. “You’ve really convinced me.”“I wasn’t really trying to,” I said.“I know. But working with you and Bree last term and participating in this little party has helped me realize what a real stuck-up priss I’ve been. I’ve gotta get out more. And...” she paused and looked up at me. She was seated on my stool and I stood behind her. She reached for my hands and pulled.