He didn’t hear Tina’s shouts or curses, or feel Michelle’s hands digging into his skin, tearing at the meat on the back of his hands as her face...turned red and then purple, her eyes starting to bulge. All he saw was that perfect face with the red ribbon in her satiny sweep of brunette hair. His cock throbbed in his pants, pushing desperately against the zipped that held it bound. His hands flexed, almost as if in pain and he released Michelle, not hearing her strangled moans and the heavy sound. A small white cap perched on his head, the low cutfront of the black uniform was a shiny satin like cloth and dippedtoward what looked like small breasts. The very short skirt, flared outfrom his waist revealing several rows of petticoats and his legs weresheathed in dark nylons. On his feet he wore black high heels and justabove them were little lace anklets. I was speechless. I was waiting for Ken to break out laughing andsay "gotcha!" but he didn't. What he did say was, "I know you can't. I gave her a long kiss and told her she would be all right. I hoped so, as I wanted nothing to happen to her. I loved this woman very much, and told her so many times that night.Early the next morning I woke Marjorie and told her I was off to get Eadburg and would be back I hoped before noon.I got into the truck and soon had it started, and made my way south. I had been correct about the access and I made excellent progress. In twenty minutes I had arrived at the clearing. It had taken us three. The next morning we had to take a shower, come to terms with our new relationship, and face the hell that is Amy, but that night was the first of many. We layed in each other's arms before gently falling asleep. I heard him wish me good night before drifting off to sleep, and I nodded off I whispered to my best friend:"Good Night, Sonic The Hedgehog."---- ----- -------- ---- -------- ----------- ----------- ---------- ------ ---------- ----------- ------ ----------------- ---------- ------.