As I stood in the doorway waiting, I saw Julie conversing quietly withSamantha, one of her friends, whispering in her ear as they looked atme. Samanth... was wide-eyed and smiling. I had no doubts about what theywere discussing. I looked the other way and tried to act interested inthe carvings in the woodwork."Hi Jamie" said Samantha. She then leaned close to my ear andwhispered. "Are you wearing pantyhose today?" Sam, don't be mean to him," Julie exclaimed."I just asked him a question." The. McCarthy the kind of closet nymphomaniac she rarely did more than hint at. Looking back, I guess I could come up some kind of BS psychobabble theory about needing love. She remarked a couple of times about not having many dates in high school and college, but I think it's simpler than that. Once she finally did get "fulcrum" (as she sometimes called it, oddly) filled, she simply learned that she loved it, loved to fuck and would do anything she could to get herself "serviced." Yes, Jackie baby,. She seemed young, and was very cute. Her face seemed like a girl that was just starting puberty, getting womanly features, but still having some of her child ones. She was wearing such a short cloth, that the top of her breasts had to show, or it wouldn’t cover her nipples, and a loin cloth. He could see her inner thigh, and blushed deeper feeling his cock hardening in his pants.She must have noticed to, because her head tilted, looking down at his growing dick. She shifted her gaze to his own,. .....Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooosh.................................Something hit her in the side and she was being carried through the air by, by, a flying man????Her head ached and spun in disbelief and awe as she gasped for breath and tried to find something she could fix her eyes on. The suddenly the ground raced toward her. She felt herself gently place on the ground and lowered to her side as the shock of what had just happened mad her pass out for a couple of.