Thanks," I said. "Lauren, can you hold on to this?"She took it, looking at me questioningly."We should have made some time for firearms training," I s...id quietly. "Do you... ?"She shook her head. "Not really," she said. "Just point it and pull the trigger, though, right?" Well ... yes," I temporized. "But there's a kick, and you have to..." Excuse me," said Courtney. "Can I... ?" She stepped up and reached for the Glock, which Lauren surrendered willingly. She looked at me, then dropped the. My first sexual experience was years ago with a guy down the road from where I lived. We fooled around for many months, kissing and petting, until one rainy day, when his parents were out, his hard cock, broke me in for the first time. After that we would do it any time we could, I got myself on the pill, but I still required any hard one to wear a condom before I would let it inside my pussy; a girl can't be too careful.I suppose you want some intimate details of my perverted sex life, but to. .maybe want some breakfast?" I ask her."Nope." She says simply.I silently wince. Just like her, I too had a hard time making friends and handling awkward silences. However, unlike her, I was a father, and there was one trick that I learned from my own father that always seemed to get a smile on people's faces.I muster the most concerned expression that I can. "Eden, I need to warn you, and I need to warn you now. I have a very good feeling that you're under attack."She glances up at me with a. This was a weeklong business trip for her and though they had planned to meet, he was early. She thought, just for a moment, of saying something, but the day had been harsh and his hands were so strong…firmly tracing the contours of each muscle, kneading away the tension. She could feel his arm sliding gently around her waist, pulling her closer. His breath was warm as his lips brushed softly against her neck, and an involuntary shiver went through her as his kisses ran across her shoulders..