I decided right then that he was in the ball game and by far the most likely candidate to fuck me silly. I told him yes I would love to dance so he gr...bbed my hand and led me out on the dance floor. The first song that played was a slow dance which I thought was great. He put his arms around my waist and I clasped my hands behind his neck. As we started swaying to the music he pulled me up tight till my breasts were smashed against his chest. As we continued dancing his hands slowly slipped. Her panties were blocking me from seeing her pussy. However, the look on her face was priceless as she was clearly getting herself off. After a few minutes, she closed her legs, moved the chair to the down position, and stood up. The camera stopped a few seconds after no motion is detected so it went black momentarily.After the brief pause, the picture came back on, apparently from her next visit to my man cave. Just as the last time, she was wearing a long nightshirt and sat down in the. On a nightlike tonight when we’d need a lot of shit, probably about six baggies,they’d want two girls working for it, plus cash for the rest. Two ofus could work about four or five bags from them depending on what wedid. It was Friday and we were all looking to get seriously wasted,so I figured we’d try and get everything we could from them. “Who’s first?” I asked. “I’ll go,” nikki kind of laughed. “Here goes. Stella mused toherself.She ignored the years, and assessed the details that was of more interestto her.According to the file, Harvey Betancourt and Glenda Hemingforth were bestfriends from childhood. Things were platonic between them until they wereboth teenagers. By then, it was the 1940s and an enemy Axis had started asecond great war. Among those who eagerly wanted to enlist, in the wake ofthe attack on Pearl Harbor, was Harvey Betancourt.And you promised to marry her if you came back alive..