”“Pull the browser back up, Alex.”“I don’t know if…”“DO IT.”It was a command and he obeyed it quickly. Bethany smiled as she...observed the pictures more carefully.“Mmmm… very nice. A few of these styles I already own. Others I’ll need to add to my wardrobe.”She began moving the boot closest to his crotch in a gentle back and forth motion, the leather sensually rubbing against the bulge in his pants.“When I realized I’d forgotten a book and had to come back, I was. And the next one. If that’s what we both want.”I stopped, took Jennifer’s hands in mine and pressed my lips to hers. They parted and our tongues tangled for a solid minute. We stopped, both gasping for breath.“You were saying?” I chuckled.January 2, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“What time is this announcement?” I asked Bethany as she, Kara, and I walked Jessica to the hospital just before 6:00am.“2:30pm, in the main auditorium. Jeri’s mom, plus the Foundation Board of Directors, and the hospital. Now she had my shorts off too, and my cock was as hard and as full as it's ever been. She was waving it back and forth and sliding her hand up and down it's length, occasionally squeezing or twisting the head gently, teasingly. It never felt better, bursting to blast off.I pulled the leg-band aside and tugged on one of her pussy-lips.That didn't last long...off came her panties at last.It was a sloppy cavern of juices, and moaning started.I turned and put my left the fingers of my other hand. He tried throwing knives, but it was difficult to get good penetration without a perfect hit. The heavy rerod spike would hurt like hell even if the angle was off when it hit.What I need is an iron ball with dull spikes. That would tear up whatever it hit, Rolly thought.Outside in the cold, he practiced quarterstaff moves learned from sixteenth century training manuals that he downloaded from the internet.When he got his muscles built up he moved his training to the creek bank where he could.