I slapped him in anger I asked his to give me a new soap he then laughed and said I will not give you do whatever you want I asked him to give my soap...as I can’t beat him he then took my hand and dragged towards his under wear I tried to resist but he dragged my hand into his under wear.I found his hot dick and my soap I immediately removed my soap out immediately his dick made a tent over the underwear he came towdards me and hugged me very tightly I tried to resist his kisses but I can’t so. " Probably not. But you have to show it anyway. This is a booty contest. How can I win if we don't see yours?" It's embarrassing." Is not. Look, you getting a full view of mine." She pushed her delicious bottom out at Laura and wiggled it. "I ain't embarrassed."You're just a shameless little tease," Laura said, standing up.Tiffany smirked. "I got something to tease with," she said, almost seductively.Laura knew her ass wasn't as gorgeous as Tiffany's. Few were. But she also knew her body wasn't. 'That's 'Staff Sergeant` private, don't you ever forget it!" he snarled through his clenched teeth, spraying my face with his spittle. He held me there, my feet dangling a foot off the floor, my back pasted immovable against the door, his dark eyes stabbing into my soul as he allowed his words to sink in. Then, just as abruptly as he'd snatched me off my feet, he dropped me into a crumpled heap on the floor beside my luggage, did an about-face and confidently strode away. Rattled I left. We’d seen Rockefeller Center, too, watching the skaters glide around the ice rink. Perhaps now was a good time to join them. After walking the five blocks to the ice rink, we rented skates and then hit the ice. Neither of us was a Dick Button or Gordie Howe. Still, after taking a few tumbles, we got ourselves in gear, did okay for big guys who hadn’t been on skates for a few years. As we gained more confidence, we speeded things up, began to race each other. We competed with each other in the.