Not that Eve of Adam and Eve or that garden, the garden of eden. But, where Eve walked was a beautiful place almost magical. It was more a forest than...a garden, but, she called it her garden. one part of it anyway the open space by the stream where the birds sang and the a****ls gathered to drink.Eve was a beautiful woman with long blonde hair that went all the way down her back, deep blue eyes like pools of water, long legs and a striking figure. Small but, perfect pointy breasts. As she. Veronica wanted to enter the lass with her tongue, or with her fingers, or with her hand, or with anything attached to her own body and able to send sensations into her skull. Veronica moved her hand lower at this point, right down under her friend's buns. The trick, of course, was to inconspicuously negotiate a full frontal assault into that slit and get a portion of a shiny lubrication which was all but too visible."Go inside the bitch," Marv blurted, no longer able to contain his aggressive. Oh yes, and then there was that little place called Peleliu. Even Earl didn't like to think about that island.But it had been on Guadalcanal where their platoon had gotten their motto: 'What Ever It Takes To Do The Job.'They had been through a hell of a lot together, Earl told himself. It had seemed that up until today, even the Devil himself didn't want them.So, earlier in the day—outside the Bank—Earl had done what his combat instincts had dictated. Retrieve his fallen comrades.And after the. We are totally alone. We open a bottle of wine and sit there sipping away in front of a roaring fire. As we feel the wines’ effects, we get a little closer. I take you in my arms and look deep into your eyes and kiss you gently on the mouth. You look at me with those big round eyes and kiss me back, a little harder. Our tongues begin to mingle and I can taste the wine in your mouth. You let me know that you want me….need me. I begin to explore your body with my hands….as.