Stig Olsen welcomed us and we ate. Once we finished, Stig gave us the plans for the next week. Each morning, there would be a workshop of some kind, d...scussing our experiences, evaluating the exchange program, and so on. Each afternoon, there would be some kind of group activity. Our evenings would be free, and there was the option of going into Kiruna by bus for anyone who wanted. We’d be leaving on Friday morning, all of us catching the same train southward. Of course, Trevor would be off. I want to make it clear that this story is completely true. Everythingthat happens here happened to me today, I have only changed the names. Myauthor name is inspired by the name they gave me, and I even wrote thisstory still wearing the uniform they put me in!Ali xxOOOOOoooooooooooFriday was the day that I was scheduled to sign on at the Job Center,something that I had been doing for several weeks now. I didn't have acar so the only options were to walk or take the bus, and since I hadnever. In it was everything one needed for lure making. From a fume hood for pouring soft plastic and lead lures to a full complement of fly-tying materials. “So, we going fishing tomorrow?” Asked Emily kind of hopeful.“I’m guessing you haven’t seen the weather forecast for tomorrow Mom. They’re calling for some heavy storms. Which is Ok because I’ve got a big order to fill.”“Big order to fill?”“Yep, one of my part time gigs is making and selling fishing lures.”“Yep, so I figured that we would take. A very snug pink mini-skirt clung to her wonderfully formed lower half. Lee slid his hands over the smooth flesh of her back. ‘Oh, God, Lee, that feels so nice! I love the way you touch me!’ Abby purred. Deftly, Lee undid the buttons holding her sweater closed, then he pushed it down. Abby straightened her arms and let it drop. His hands slid under her arms, onto her breasts. The nipples rose quickly under his caresses. ‘Oh, Lee!!!! That feels so wonderful!!!’ Abby murmured, wriggling her.