"John, you're doing really well, soon you'll be catching up to Joe."I seriously doubted that, but took the compliment anyway. I think it was more of a...dig at Joe than an accurate statement of my abilities.That afternoon, curiosity got the better of me. I wandered down to the gym to find out what was going on. When I got there, however, I found the door to the gym locked. I tried to listen for any signs of activity emanating from the room, but there were none; I guess the whole area had been. “A girl would rather die than pose like this.” “You reckon?” I said as I placed the biscuits before her. She took one but her eyes were looking for the next photo.I went over to my book rack and selected a German book. I opened it to a page and placed it in front of her.“These are Victorian pictures,” said. “Nothing new under the sun. She was amazed. It was a rare book. Well, rare in England. Our censorship laws meant that ‘art’ book had to be sold in plain brown wrapper from seedy shops. I didn't know for sure, but I suspected that the Mk .211 round must cost on the order of $5-10 per cartridge, or even more. I would not be surprised that if one hit one of us, it would smart right fiercely!When the trucks showed up, they were traveling about 30 MPH and spaced out about 12-15 yards apart. That was very close to Alonzo's guess, so we were spaced perfectly for our ambush. At what looked to me to be exactly the proper moment, Alonzo started shooting, and the other machine guns. ..”, and then lowered himself, his organ approaching her vaginal opening. This was it! Was she ready? She decided she was. She really was.She saw the penis approaching, she felt the tip on her privates, and then she felt it begin to glide in. Wow!Mr. Burns moaned and whispered, “So incredibly sexy, Sam. So amazing...”His cock began going in and out a little, but mostly it went in, a little more each time. People called it ‘meat’ sometimes, and she could see -- feel -- why. She thought her pussy.