Her hair was a much darker brown, almost black and was past her shoulders in length. After I popped open a beer we headed outside to my wife’s car ...o get her sisters bags and we started talking. She was standing close behind me as I opened the trunk lid.“So Ted, what’s it like fucking my big sister?” Polly asked suddenly. I nearly slammed my head into the fucking metal lid! I was shocked by the question and turned-on at the same time, but I acted cool and answered her.“It’s fabulous, a. "Good morning, may I ask you a question or two?" He was about Helen's age, a little taller and good looking with rather wild, light brown hair. His body was firm, though not athletic. He took in Helen's body with the same assessing glance she had used."Pourquoi moi?" Helen asked both him and herself. Then, amused, "Pourquoi non?" And after another brief thought, "Or would you rather speak English?" Well, that's fine with me, but I'm happy in either language. I'm American. You?"Helen smiled and. They fashioned a stretcher from some branches and a cloth and carried her back on that, but it was not an easy journey back for the small men. For a start, although they were all of small height and stature, they were not all the same height. Some of the dwarves were just three feet tall, while others were more than four feet in height, not a huge difference in absolute terms but quite substantial relative to each other. But after much grumbling and some great effort, she was back at the. “Well I think that I may have an easier time completing my dare than you will yours,” Kim said pointing at my fuel gauge. “We are damn near out of gas and I’ll be damned if I am pushing this fucking truck to a gas station… you will be doing it, and you will be doing it naked.”I didn’t say a word as I pulled the truck off the highway at the next side road and drove for about a half mile. After checking around to make sure that there was no one around, I jumped out of the truck and grabbed two.