. The last round you can try back atWhateley, just make sure you let Gunny know what you're planning onshooting and he'll arrange for a chance to try ...t out. I know he'll bejealous," she added the last bit with a smile.For the next hour I got a chance to try out the pistol and the rounds. Itwas perfectly sized for my baby hands and the weight felt comfortable. Icould shoot the pistol all day long and not tire at all. When she felt Iwas past the point of needing to practice for the moment she. On the nightstand was a photograph of Chet and a woman that was obviously related to him. The woman looked to be in her early thirties while Chet looked much like he did right now. Cheri concluded Chet’s mother must have had him very young. She was very pretty with copper-red hair and pale blue eyes. She seemed a little thin but had large tits for her size.“Have you ever snooped through your Mom’s things?” Cheri asked as she looked at Chet who seemed nervous. “Maybe you looked at her panties?”. ”“Joe Don, that brings back memories of your Grandma Helen, all over again. She was wild like that, back when she and I used to go out on dates.“She craved making love in my old truck seat, with that tall gearshift sticking up. She used to sit right next to me as I drove, so she could hold that big knob like she was sucking it. Then she’d slide up close to pull it to her crotch while she pulled her dress up. She’d have me so horny by the time we got to where we could stop and not be caught, I’d. I heard the sound of sobbing and realised Millie was being brought back. I glanced across the cell and saw her weal-striped buttocks. It looked as if she'd had a dozen. Well, she could scarcelyhave expected less. Miss Pohl removed her collar and chain and she slumped down on the bunk. Face down. Without so much as a glance at Tariq and I, Miss Pohl left the cell.Tariq went on fucking steadily. „Had a good hiding, Millie?“ he asked.„I got a dozen, Sir. With the Number 2.“„Could have been far.