The flickering light of the oil lanterns made it extremely difficult to decipher the wall carvings recently unearthed. She was totally unaware of how...her buttocks were twitching about as she bent to the task at hand. Rudy her devoted second in command was not paying much attention to the drawings because he was perusing the shapely heart-shaped bottom directly in front of his face. They were both on their hands and knees in the narrow, low-ceilinged chamber and would have to leave shortly. She had her curly hair all done, her short red dress on, her bright red lipstick and red high heels, man she looked good!As soon as we walked in, heads were turning, and I could hear comments like “there’s one fine looking white girl”.It didn’t take long for a nice looking young black man to come over and ask Lisa to dance. She is a good dancer and she was sexy out there on the floor. When the dance ended, the band went into a slow dance and Lisa and the guy kept on dancing. I could tell she. ‘Punkin, I haven’t worn this since they gave it to me – and that was long before you were born. Your mom and dad don’t even know I have it.’ He looked at the box, then held it out to her. ‘But tonight, for you – I’m going to wear it. Would you put it on me?’ Amy took the box from his hand, wondering. She opened it. Inside was a medal: a five-pointed star, hanging point down from an anchor which was attached to a pale-blue ribbon. The panel from which it hung bore thirteen tiny white stars. . "Patella, right?" I said coming out of my reverie. I slid my hands down and squeezed the sides of her knees."Stop that!" she said as her legs kicked in response to the ticklishness.I didn't expect such a reaction, so of course I had to do it again."Stop it!" she cried out as she squirmed.I couldn't just stop, could I? I moved forward to get a stronger grip.Chelsea's right leg spasmodically flew up and kicked me.The kick was in a bad place."Ooof!" I groaned as my testicles were smacked hard. My.