These are definitely something she should find out more about. The effort expended in constructing the tunnels alone! She scans the smooth bore of the...tunnel as she drives; it's something which should be on the Stockholm tourist itinerary for every engineer, she thinks.After several kilometres, Gwenda leaves R73 and begins to thread her way eastwards though suburban Stockholm towards Drevikken. The sat-nav in the car has guided her carefully and effectively to her destination. At last it brings. This was shortly before the internet boom, so everything was text based and interesting. Her name was Dixie, and she was a short haired red head grandma, with a nice thin body and small tits. Didn't think much of it at the time, however she was hitting on me constantly and I was too dumb to notice at first.One day we were all gathered around a computer as the teacher was demonstrating something and a few of us were sitting on the ledge of a window. Dixie was in front of me and I was not able to. “Sorry, I’m a hugger!” She pulled him in for a warm embrace. He let out a nervous laugh as he hugged her back. He felt how thin she was in his hands. He noticed that she was about an A or B cup, but had an hourglass figure, similar to her daughter. Over her shoulder he saw a man at a chopping board in the kitchen, and Claire on a stool on the opposite side of the counter. He suddenly felt nervous about hugging her in front of Claire and her father. “Come on in, get warm.”Brandon was immediately. "The head varsity football coach pressured Con to try out and he did, making the team as starting wide receiver and almost beating out a senior for starting linebacker, a position he would take over when Billy Reilly graduated," I told her, some of my amazement from back then bleeding into my tone. I remember the shock I felt when Con told the family the news. Dad was so proud and mom was adither with worry over her baby. "The kid he beat out was junior class president, Vice President of the.