Lots going on here. Erica and I seem to be together all the time now. I mean, we are in our training class together (more about that later) and then w... go to rehearsals for A Chorus Line together. When all that is over we go to see her Great-Aunt Louise to pick up John. That almost always turns into a lesson on manners and deportment. Plus we still have Tai Chi with Chin-pa in the mornings and our usual dance lessons. Erica has got me practicing ballet a bit. I hate ballet, but she pointed out. I was sitting at a makeshift table of hay bales making my daily dairy entry, when my little sister and one of her friends came into the barn just below me. They were holding hands and giggling as thir*teen year-old girls do. I paused and watched them as they fluffed up hay in one of the empty stalls. To my amazement, both girls began to undress and lay down on an old horse blanket. They began to lick on each other's tiny breasts. Their hands rubbed their bald pussys, fingers slipping into each. Naturally, Kamal Qumsiyeh telephoned to warn the Colonel in charge of the barracks about the impending visit.After a formal welcome from the Commanding Officer, a Colonel whose name the Emir promptly forgot, the Emir dismissed him and indicated that the General would be all the escort he needed, apart from the four bodyguards. They walked round one of the barrack huts and the Emir made a desultory inspection commenting on nothing. Basically he was bored and beginning to regret suggesting the. I work as a loan officer at the bank, and business was not really peaking right at the minute. She is a very pretty girl, she is very tall, 6'1", and she has a nicer figure than I do, I am 5'9". She has like a 36C, and I am barely a 34B, she probably weighs about 150, and I weigh 135, I have stronger legs than she does in that I was a four year varsity volleyball player in college. She played basketball and volleyball in high school, but she did not want to go to college when she first got out,.