Fuck I liked long legged girls. "OK, William. Explain," commanded Evelyn. She had noticed my noticing the girl's legs. "Make it quick before Joey here...has a stroke." Thanks Eve," I countered. "Well, this is Petra. She's Azeri. She was brought here by some Russian mob guys to work on their pig farm." And William, he rescue me." Well, I've been selling them eggs and milk from Grandpa's farm. When I left on Thursday, she was here hiding, freezing in the back of Grandad's pick-up." Why did you. I could feel tender breasts... running hands over, aroundthem. Cupping them, squeezing them gently... Pinching their nipples. Ohh,my nipples were so hard.MY nipples! Suddenly I was fully awake.It was dark... too dark to see, but I had no doubt at all that this was nota dream. When my dreams feel real, it's just the illusion of reality - thedetails are only there when I look for them. Now I could feel all thedetails: My face pressing against the pillow, with no stubble. My smoothlegs, so short. . now!"They were both gone, deep in their trances, propping each other up in the center of the couch. Their arms hung limp at their sides, and between them, Sandy's right hand had fallen naturally into Elaine's left. Tod and I just stood there, watching them. I was a little shocked when Sandy sat up, opened her eyes, looked directly at me and said: "I am very deep, Master." Only a few seconds later, Elaine followed suite, also looking at me, and saying distinctly: "I'm there, Master. I'm as. We talked some more before the conversation steered toward relationships, when I said I was still single because I hadn't found the right woman yet, he laughed and said he was the same except he hadn't found the right man. I wasn't surprised, he certainly looked as I might be gay. with that, we tried to get some sleep on the long journey. About an hour or so after falling asleep we were woken by a commotion on the bus. I couldn't work out what was going on so I asked Min to explain. As It turns.