I waved at Dave and pointed. I gave hand motions to move around to the side. With practiced skill, he moved silently toward the area where he would ha...e a good view of anyone moving. I crept in a quiet duck walk to keep low around the edge of a small wall barrier. Doing a duck walk with a lower leg prosthesis is a practiced art. The military rehab people made me do a lot of duck walking. I picked up a handful of gravel and tossed it into the air so it would come down on whoever was behind the. "Ah, c'mon, of course you do. You want to so much. Everything else has worked OK, right? Go ahead, you naughty man..." Have you ever done this before?" I asked, a vestige of parental concern and propriety making its presence felt for a bare instant."Nope. But I can just tell you want to, and it's fun!"I reached my hand out and touched one warm knee, then slowly slid my hand upward."My goodness you're excited! How can playing with a girl like me make you so happy?" Her face was alight with her. At the same time, Jake cross drew his own pistol, pointing it menacingly at Thule from waist level. He held it like he knew how to use it.Thule kept his face cautiously neutral, "I thought you weren't muscle." I'm not," said Jake, his own face unreadable. "But, I'm also not stupid. You drew on me the last time I was here. I wasn't coming unarmed again."Thule raised his hands in front of him, "I'm not armed this time." Turn around," said Jake. Thule did. With easy proficiency, Jake patted him. This might just be really hot, my mother and her sister, Lookout StoriesOnline! I’ll be trying to find some sister on sister stories, later tonight. Maybe even write one!Going on, Jennifer said, “So we had our bikinis on, and we went to the back yard, and laid out to get some sun. Rose asked if she could take her top off to get rid of her tan lines. I said it was OK, but looked down at my scant chest and just sighed.”“She suggested that I took off my top, but I mentioned that I had no reason to.