The maid with the cast in her eye did the serving, and I was intrigued to see how, with her wandering eyeball, she managed to get the food from tureen...onto plate without spillage. I surmised that she must 'aim off' to allow for drift, as do the sharpshooters of the 95th Rifles.The Rector always held forth, at considerable length, on some topic close to his heart when at table, seldom troubling to ask me of my opinions on the subject, and if he did he soon dismissed any of my views that did not. He's adult size already, and we're Sophomores in High School. He's the star lineman of the football team, and participates in multiple other sports. He excells in everything he does. And, also, as it turns out, he has a big cock. Accidentally spotted it when going to the bathroom. Oops. *wink wink* Well, after THAT, I began thinking...thinking about how close we were, and how great a fuck he might be...me, taking his rod in my ass. Mmm...it became more appealing with every night I thought about. She considered their love to be picture perfect. She remembered the night he proposed to her, as if it was yesterday. Mathew had called that morning and said, ‘Jennifer I have reservations at Top Hat for eight pm, so wear your dancing dud’s, we’re having a, ‘night to remember!” After taking a long bubble bath and two hours of pampering, Jennifer glanced at her sexy figure in the mirror and uttered, ‘Oh you beautiful baby!’ She wore a full-length green gown that hugged all the right curves.. I need to figure out a way to keep it burning if the wind’s going to change directions.”Shavala closed her eyes, then opened them again. “The wind is too strong; I can’t stop it.”“No one could,” Sarette said in disbelief. “Not for the length of a blizzard.”The other woman shrugged. “I thought I’d give it a try. But if I can’t change the wind, maybe I can do something else.” She squatted down near the bonfire and held her hands out, looking as if she was warming them. Parts of the fire that had.