" Do you wear pantyhose to bed too?" Ashley asked noticing that his legswere still encased in sheer nylon."Yeah...I just like the way they feel. Plus ...hey keep my legs warm atnight." Yeah, you'll get tired of wearing them sooner or later." "So what do you want to do?" Jessie asked. He felt a little uncomfortablebeing in the same room with such a pretty girl. He always thought ofhimself as the man but his nerves were getting the better of him."Well I think I should give you a makeover," Ashley. My oldest uncle fought in WWII as a Panzer tank driver. He said that for years every time he smelled diesel he got a headache--Bam! Like that. He found a Mauser rifle made near the end of the war that he cleaned up, checked out and gave me for my tenth birthday. I did all I could to keep that thing in shells. 8x58 was the shell size. I still remember. When kids these days see a deer they think 'Bambi!' I thought, 'venison!' I got pretty good at hunting them, too.On that farm I learned to weld,. I turned to see her exploring the contents of the bakery box. I poured the coffee while she deliberated. Selecting a pumpkin cranberry muffin, she went about a meticulous process of disassembling it into bite-sized pieces before examining each one using some tenebrous criteria which totally escaped me. Satisfied, she arranged each piece into one of three categories before finally popping one into her mouth. She noticed my raised eyebrow and amused look. ‘I hate when all the good stuff is in one. He had two fingers inside of her. I busted into the door to stop him but he told me about how he could ruin my record and all of this shit. He went on about how he was blackmailed into taking Nessas virginity. It finally made sense why she had no hymen when we fucked but what didnt make sense was why Nessa didnt tell me anything or even flinch when I fucked her. He had taken out his phone when the teacher wasnt looking and snapped photos of him violating her. So only one question remained. So.