I can were the begining of my panty fetish...which later on just had collections of panties from my friends girlfriends...i can say everyone of my fri...nds gf i have tasted their pussy through their panties. actually lived with a friend who happens to live with his gf and along with his mom. loved those days...anytime i have the house to myself i would have wett thongs either with pussy juice or by my loads of my cum not too long after i have cummed on every single one of my friends gf's. We decided on our starter and main course – Joan and I decided to share our starter and so chose a sharing platter. The kids went for their favoured starters as we had expected. Sam came back fairly promptly with our drinks and leant across the table right in front of me to pass the drinks to the kids. I wasn’t complaining as I got an eyeful of her top and the down between her breasts – I wasn’t sure that the buttons had been that undone that much when she served us earlier, but with the sight. I knew you would be at the game yesterday. You always go when the Tigers play. It was just an excuse for me to pickup that money." Don't beg me, Joyce!" he said softly. "I'm not the man you think I am. The doctors told me that I almost died from my wound. They said I still might. I can get a clot and go just like that," he snapped his fingers. "It's a good thing we had a chopper close by and they got me to the medivacs as fast as they did." Then let me take care of you," her voice softened even. There was a sign on it. It read, 'All Henchgirls must be in bed by 9pm. No exceptions!'Well, that clearly didn't apply to me. After all I was the amazing Awesome Girl, and despite what everyone else might currently think, I was no mere henchgirl.Just as I was congratulating myself on my awesome logic, I noticed the second sign. It read, 'This includes you, Henchgirl Number Thirty Two.'Perhaps it meant a different Henchgirl Number Thirty Two?I noticed the third sign. 'There is only one Henchgirl.