P.S. - You being "all aflutter" sounds like something I'd like to see.Love, CFrom: JPBSeptember 16, 2006I have returned from Politically Correct Land ...nd not a moment too soon. I despair at the sad state of education in this country. I know that the victors write the histories, but even so they do include some truth about the other side. You would never know it to talk with students taking college level history classes. One freshman even thought that Jefferson Davis was on the Union side in. Although, I suppose they could harvest sperm from male brain dead- I cut that thought off right there, with a shudder. I am not very squeamish, but that squicked me.We were glad of signs of life, but didn't want to get caught up in that old shit. I wished them luck, trying to raise hundreds of babies. This place would not be good for Our Lady the Tiger. I can just imagine- Annoying stinky babies? Loud, too.We slunk away. I marked it on my map. I actually applauded the person doing this, a. One day I got to try it. I was riding the bus next to a dirty old man with a box on his lap. I sit down by him and subtly flash my cleavage, and then my panties at him. His eyes got big when he caught site of my nipples or my clean shaven pussy peeking out from my white underwear. I could see that he was getting a noticeable bulge in his pants. His cock was sticking up just between the box and his fat stomach, and no one’s could see it but me.So, I sat up and put my hand on his crotch. Then, I. As I unpacked everything my wife opened the sliding door and went out on the terrace to see how far she could see. Being that high up the wind on the beach was strong and she had to fight her dress to keep it down. Several times it went over her head , showing the world her perfect tan body sands tan lines and baby smooth shaved pussy. She came in and said lets walk down the beach, the sun is setting and it looks beautiful. She kicked off her sandles and said she was going barefoot. I took off.