As i think about this i start to get harder and harder. by now, there is no way i can hide my stiff cock as it pulls the thin fabric of my running sho...ts up into a tent, exposing part of the shaft and my balls. as i finish my set, and sit up, i notice that rachel is still doing back extensions, and smiling at me. i sit for a while, a little afraid to stand up, but excited that she can still see my stiff cock, and was obviously enjoying it. i catch a few nice views of her small but very nice. But I kept assuring and reassuring him that wewere laying the foundations for perfect bliss for both of us. ThatI loved him beyond reason especially for his willingness to becomethe perfect husband I've always dreamed of having. Ladies, I think you know now that he did became that husband. Or,all things considered, he decided to become that husband, that Iwas worth it, and then reconciled himself to living a double-life,or rather, a single life on the other side of the gender spectrum. To. I really wasn't drunk, just smooth on the edges. I let the stress of the day slide off my champagne addled mind. My biggest problem was that I fell into a deep sleep. I had even been dreaming."Carree!! Come on!!" Bill said as he shook my arm."Leave me alone!!" I countered. "Let me wipe the cobwebs here, give me a second!" Come on Carree, you're drunk and carrying on. Now come inside." Bill said pulling on me.If steam could actually come out of your ears, I could have powered a locomotive.I. Okay, I was going to shoot as many of them as I could with the Sharps—I hoped for three. I got ready as some sort of ceremonial dancing was started by a shaman, and he was tossing dust and other stuff around as he danced. Again, I had no idea the significance of what was going on, but I was going to shoot as soon as I could get ready.I assumed the prone position and steadied the Sharps barrel against a tree trunk as I lined up my shot. I was not in a great hurry because I wanted the Indians to.