The other letter was a table, prepared on the computer.On the left were all the reasons I would give why Wendy and I couldn't be lovers or more.And on...the other side were statements which made a mess of my reasons.For example 'Age difference is too great'; the answer was, '6 month relationship with woman 21 years older'.After I had finished reading it, Wendy spoke, "I thought if I wrote all of the arguments down it would save time when we came to argue about it." With that she stood, she took. . big... and... uhh... soft..." Seconds later, he shot his spunk over my skirt. I wasn't best pleased but he apologised for the mess and immediately wiped it off, there was little trace of it when I turned my skirt around to the front. In the toilet, I sponged the rest of it off making sure there would be no stain when it dried. I didn't want a white stain on my arse for all to see as I travelled home on the train.By the Friday, my pussy was back to normal, no soreness and the redness had. Hound's still AWOL and we'renow down three troopers, with an agent MIA, possibly KIA. So watch out." "I always do." Marshall hung up. He glanced in his rear-viewmirror at the two agents. "We're gonna have some serious trouble. Idoubt either one of you will live." "Marshall, you'll drop before us," one agent responded with agrin. "And by what I hear, dying isn't so bad compared to other thingsthat can happen to you," the second agent said, staying serious.Marshall nodded. The drive lasted only. It was time to explore some new territory. Time to explore some new desires that she had keep repressed too long. Now was the time for a new beginning. Anna loves date movies. The movie theater was unusually crowded this evening. There was a mix of patrons but Anna could tell the majority were young couples drawn to the sensual subject matter. The shapely young redhead felt a little strange to be by herself in a crowd of obvious loving pairs. This was the typical date movie. Before she reached.