And their eyes tend to linger here.’ Her hand moved to the torn scrap of cloth, that must have at one time been a nice garment, to judge by the torn...lace edging, but now barely offered her decent coverage for her body. When her hand touched her breast my eyes dropped for a moment to that soft looking mound then I quickly looked away. I felt my face blush. She had nothing under that thin cloth. I went back to my sketch. As I worked I would look up adding to what memory told me was there but. She convulsed and then collapsed onto her stomach. He rolled to his back; thoroughly exhausted. He had been tormented and degraded in every way possible, and to his surprise; loved every minute. She was more satisfied than ever before. She had found the perfect lover.The next morning Captain Winston was ordered to appear front and center, in full military dress, in the den. He reported as ordered, at the appointed time and place and immediately came to attention. Major McLemore, also in full. I know she can't suck cock like Bill taught me and I'm sure she doesn't have the muscle control he made me learn either. But it's not going to happen. I'd like to steal him just to show her that she's not as great as she thinks but it's too risky... unless I can somehow get him to have a vasectomy. Then he couldn't knock me up. Nothing can come between me and Bill that way. He's the only one who's going to father my children. Oh Oh! They're getting up."Dear Diary: Jan 9 — Went out with Val last. The meal may have seemed plain to some, but Mrs. Caldwell was an excellent cook! I was particularly enjoying the fresh, crisp flavor of her spring sugar peas, which she had included, in their pods, in the salad."You sound like you know your sugar peas Andy." Mrs. Caldwell said in response to my compliment."Well, My grandmother on my Dad's side is an excellent cook, as you are Mrs. Caldwell, and she had a nice vegetable garden back in California where they live. She grew sugar peas and tomatoes.