Not too strong of a scent but not too soft. “Maybe I should call it my baby bear body soap. Not too smelly and not too light, just right.” Afte... drying, he dressed in blue jeans, a t-shirt and a loose sweatshirt.He quietly exited the bathroom, then stopped at the bedroom door and glanced at her as she slept. The outline of her body was accentuated by the thin sheet he had tucked around her after he had kissed her shoulder. With a slight sigh, she had hugged the end of the sheet to her chin. He was persistent and determined but he just didn't get it. He would do extra work and would even stay after school for instruction but no matter what I tried he just couldn't figure it out.The boy's name was Todd. He was small, skinny and kinda plain. He didn't have a lot of friends and I guess I felt sorry for him. I asked around about his parents and another teacher told me that he lived with his grandmother and that his parents had left him. Then even more I was saddened for his situation.. It was one of these times that the Apaches had been waiting for. They had camouflaged themselves so well beside the trail that even Abigail's sharp eyes missed seeing them. As she rode even with two of the hiding Apaches, they jumped from either side of the road. One grabbed her horse and cut its throat, while the other Apache grabbed Abigail as the horse reacted. Two other Apaches ran up and grabbed onto Abigail before she could call for help or escape. The four men piled onto her and held her. It took her a full thirty seconds to remove the sock, but that was not the end. A pop-top sound. Then, her lubed hand and fingers again were tightly gripping, squeezing, and stroking the head of his penis. This time, he openly weeped as the stimulation was just too much. She mercilessly stroked very quickly and added twists of her palm around the head and palm strokes across the very tip of his penis. His body quivered and shuddered under this assault. "We're going to get AT LEAST one more.