Kikapua nodded, and then smiled at Hiapo as he was heading out the door. "Hiapo, rumor has it you might be onstage at the next Red Bird festival." Yes... I've heard those rumors too." Hiapo laughed. " * Good * night * old * friend! * "Kikapua sang the friendship goodbye in response and waited as the last of the councilors left the room. Then he turned to Kara and said, "Ah, the Red Bird festival. It's the best part of the job as leader, to marry the new adults... and the older ones..." Yes... I. They were both dressed to kill, short, low cut dresses, stockings, and heels. i was filthy, covered in grinding dust, and smelled of stale welding smoke, and it would take a couple hours for me to get back home, and cleaned up, so i sent them on their way. i came home late that night, trying to be quiet, as i figured they were both passed out by now. i heard a soft moaning as i closed the door, i flipped on the light, and saw my wife on the couch, dress around her waist, and carol's face. I wasn’t sure how this would play out and the one scenario that stuck in my head was one in which Betty went running out of the house screaming for help. For several seconds Betty and I just looked at each other as we waited to see who would speak up first. The front of my robe was partially open and I caught Betty stealing a glance down in that direction. Her eye movement dictated what I did next.Feeling emboldened by Betty trying to get another glimpse of my cock I took hold of her shoulders. So far, she’d been lucky in her choices. She’d wrapped the boys around her finger, and she lorded it over the girls. She picked on Brenda because she was such an easy target, and why not? It was fun. After world history, she went to her locker and figured out which books she should take home. She was actually tempted to buy extra copies of her textbooks for each of her classes so she could have a set at school and a set at home. She supposed the extra weight of her backpack was making her.