"In the blacked-out living room, Grigsby stood looking at a screen when the operator zoomed in on one of the mercenaries. "Shit, they have fucking RPG.... One of those grenades in this house and we're all dead." Matt, listen to me. I swear to you on my honor that help is on the way. Pull your people inside right now. Matt, have I ever lied to you? Get everyone in the house — now."Grigsby knew they were as good as dead. No way could his people go up against trained mercenaries, particularly as. I opened my eyes and looked down and wondered how many nights he does that, i was so turned on that i moved my hand down to my pussy and felt it i do shave it after i accidently saw one of my dads playboys once and liked the look.it was so hot and wet so i started to rub my clit it was small, quite pink and hard as i rubbed with one hand i caressed my breast with the other, it was making me feel so good i took my finger and probed the opening of my pussy, i have never put my fingers all the way. Anyway, hedid ask, and if you could walk him over, I said it would be alright, ifand only if it's not raining. Oh, and you might want to call first..."She made faint digging noises and then read off a number that Iscribbled down. "That's the Harvey's, and Ricky is best friends withAdam. This week," she smiled, I could hear it.***15:06 12 Mar Mrs. Harvey was home, and so was Adam, and worse luck, she said itwas okay. I sighed, and looked down at Ricky, who was looking back up.A glance. And then the wonder happened. I slowly startedto wee in my panties, under a real skirt, just as myfriend had done under the same skirt a few weeksearlier.Well, I don’t need to tell you how this feels, becausewe all know. It was marvellous. I thoroughly wetted mypanties for about two minutes (not continuously, but inthree firm spurts and one long gush) and then spentanother minute dripping out, still with my legs apartand while not touching my skirt at all. My friend was right: nothing.