Ryan followed me to lunch. He wasn't his old self, though. First, of course, there was no throng of gotta-get-me-some-Ryan in the hallway, since it wa... officially a few minutes before Lunch I.He seemed deflated, somehow. And The MiniBrat was even deflated. I was even feeling sorry for him. Poor guy.Tuesday pm - RyanI didn't want to go to lunch. I'd just see people I didn't want to see. That damn Cathwright made me a fag in just 5 seconds. Thing was, if I had turned around to find a girl licking. I can't findmy favorite pair of heels!"Pete snickered at that a bit, a guy, having a favorite pair of heels wasjust too much..."I really wish I could help ya there pal..."That's when things started to go wrong (or would it be right?)Charlie watched his friend vanish and screamed! He rushed over, andafter panicking for a few seconds, started rummaging through hisclothes. What had happened, what could explain this? Then he felt them,a pair of heels. When he pulled them out, he gasped. They looked. She could clearly see the back of the Comstock’s RV.“Undo the Gawddamit buttons!” John slurred.“You are naughty, John,” Jamie giggled as she unbuttoned her robe. She glanced over her shoulder toward the camp of the father and son. It was quiet and had been for a while. Perhaps they were in bed.Jamie weaved slightly. She opened her housecoat with a flourish, giggling uncontrollably. Her large breasts swayed as she gave an impromptu wiggle. She harkened back to their younger days when they. We were not alone so we had to keep things low key but the slight hand on my knee and the look of pure innocence from her was enough to let me know she wanted me as much as i wanted her. Those eyes so blue so pure could bring me joy and pain with a simple word that she is afraid to speak. The words that keep me up at night wanting to hear her utter them as that's the way i felt about her. ‘I love you’. A simple phrase as many would agree but to her it was the meaning of subsiding to her.