Half an hour later, they owned fifty of the unimproved M-60 tanks, and the combined account had an additional twenty-five million dollars in it. I lea...ned that the Israelis preferred to do their own upgrades to the tanks.I paid Mr. Jones for fuel for my jet. He wondered if he could buy one of the gift packs to give his father. I explained that I was having too much fun giving them away as gifts and had decided not to sell them. “You know where I live if you need more,” I said, “and I even have. She also saw her dad strain to look under her skirt the only day when she was not wearing jeans.At first, she had told herself that she was imagining these things because she had just recently found out about incest, about brothers and sisters, and fathers and daughters. Yet, as she then began to pay further attention, Michelle soon realized that her initial suspicions were correct. She then tried telling herself that her father's ogling did not mean anything, and for a while, she actually. Whatever, I love to write and I write to live so I am going to plunge into a second story and hope some of the female contributors here will add to my stories.A little about me first and what I seek. I am a 23 year old lesbian living in the UK and (blush) I am extremely submissive by nature although I must confess that most of it is in fantasy! I infinitely prefer to write with other females/lesbians – I confess to not feeling comfortable writing with men. I like my writing to be interactive. I. He was at least 6 feet tall, African in appearance, with his 8 inch cock pointing directly at me. I swallowed nervously, as the realisation of what was about to happen started to compute in my head. I had been lured here by a beautiful and sensual woman, to a private place, and slightly feminised into wearing her thong, with her intention, not to have sex with me, but to have me have sex with this handsome black man with his huge erection. Ms Palvin guessed what I was thinking, and approached.