I had noticed the tunnel entrance that was at least 10m above the shore of the lake. I had to cut steps to get to it.When we got to the mine, I called...Rose on the organiser. We had come to a lot further than we intended and we didn’t want the others to worry if we got back late. The reason we hadn’t turned back sooner was the passage itself.While it wasn’t smooth, it was relatively even and fairly straight. It had obviously had been dug out by miners. Going by the crick in my neck, they had. They live in a big house in the country.Janet and John have a beautiful older sister Anna.See Anna and her best friend Missy cuddling in the long grass under the big tree.Anna pulled up her tee shirt. Anna was not wearing a bra. See Anna's breasts."That horrid old man who writes these stories says my breasts are 'floppy'. Do you think they are floppy, lover?"Missy very carefully inspected one bare breast; planting little kisses all around the nipple.Then Missy very carefully checked Anna's. “Oh, did I do that?” Pamela giggled while making out with her husband, “Glad to know that you still want a trip to Cougarville, population one.”“Hey, that particular wildcat is always my favorite pussy,” Miles joked between bites of the deep dish, Chicago-style, pepperoni and black olives pizza.“Well, don’t forget that this kitty has claws, and if you stroke the fur just right, you can make her purr,” Pamela kept up the feline jokes.“Mom, Dad, seriously, get a room!” Angie teased her parents a. He was addicted to working out, the way Josh was to cigarettes. One evening, out on the patio, he asked me if I wanted to go work out with him the next day. I bummed a Marlboro from Josh. “There’s your answer.” Really, working out negates all the good you get from the booze and tobacco. About two weeks after we moved in Randy came home one night with a grin on his face. “I think I’m going to ask out this girl from the gym.” He showed us a slightly out-of-focus cellphone picture. The girl was.