All the time i was pressed against his chest i could feel richards flaccid cock just hanging there pressed tightly against the firm contour of my ass....y now sally had slipped her skirt off and was now sat on the sofa with her legs spread wide teasingly rubbing her pussy over the material of her black lace panties. Reaching down with both hands to the bottom of my dress, richard then proceeded to lift it off over my head and finally i was stood there with my full lingerie on display, looking me. Whatever happens, your mine today and don't spoil it by trying to weasel out of things. I shook my head ok. I sort of liked Chris is this MASTER mode. I put on the T-shirt and he tells me to turn around. Next thing I feel is his hands on the two strings on the side of my bikini bottoms. He pulls real hard and the bows pull apart. My bottom falls into his hands. He takes my bottoms, walks around to the back of the car, and locks them in the trunk.I am now standing there in his white T-shirt. The first better way was the way the sawmill should be set up. For some reason, I was thinking about having this huge spinning wooden shaft overhead, driven by the water coming out of the Narrows and driving the saw blade. Put a table under it, slide your logs down the table, get two half-logs.That was silly. With that arrangement, we would be limited by what would fit between the table and the saw. Instead, put the shaft and the blade down low, in a pit. Put the table on top of it and slide. Somewhere, off in the infinite reaches of cyberspace, she still sat by the stream, with a shadowy figure of Hal across the picnic cloth from her.Hal Jantzen resisted her appeal, striving to mesh with the machine where they all existed. The machine that was their paradise, their prison."You are hereby sentenced to imprisonment for the crime of fomenting unrest, trying to change what is best for all," the electronic judge had proclaimed at the conclusion of his farce of a trial. "The term of your.