"Leaving so soon sweetie?" teased the beautiful redhead as she walked up."Aw come on Betsy!" Buck whispered softly. "You know I hate speech making." T...rning his back to the children, "I'm no dang historian, I barely stayed awake myself when I was in this class."Nudging him in the ribs to the children's delight she countered, "I seem to remember you getting all A's in history honey."Flustered at her teasing, his fingers lightly touched the black grips of the matched pair of Glock 24 pistols on. "My cheeks grew warm and I knew I was blushing noticably. I put myfingers under the waistband of the inadequate panties and began to lowerthem, hating that he was going to see my hairless crotch. In fact, I wasalready upset that he was seeing my hairless everything else. Tyrainsists that I can't have any hair on my body below my eyebrows, and eventhose are slightly thinned and shaped to add to my girlish appearance.When I go to work at my menial office job they draw a few curious looks,just. They talked and flirted for another couple of minutes. But looking at the fire glimmering and going out, Velamma was worried. The Ranger suggested that they do everything possible with their body to gain warmth. He moved over her and pressed every inch of her skin.With his strong hands, he squeezed and pinched her melons, making her moan. His erect penis was placed right over her slit. She nodded when he asked whether she wanted to proceed. With a mighty thrust, he was inside her, and Velamma. She'd married the first man who had whispered sweet nothings her, and gave thanks that his modest, but adequate income meant she didn't have to work herself. Ben was a generous if a little simple minded husband. However, his good heart barely compensated for his lack of conversational or carnal stimulation. She felt her own desires, at first a fire that had raged within her, dwindle and fade: Her need to physically and emotionally express her own womanhood, her sexuality, her humanity became.