I mean no video games, no cell phones, no computers. There was television - two channels - but nothing much of interest during the daytime. No, we pla...ed outside a lot - games, biking, hiking, skating or snowshoeing during the winter, swimming during the summer ... that kind of thing.And of course there were boys. At seventeen they were one of the major areas of interest. I don’t mean to give the impression that they were a totally separate activity - most of the things we did involved both. 9. don't post competitors sites unless absolutely necessary. people will head off to other sites, or will thibk you're trying for cheap publicity.and not directly related but pertinent , ----10. mods are not your servants. so if you screwed any of the above and don't get banned , doesn't mean you set with Grandee Armee on the site/forum to get your job done. t. Nhe. No tmhis isnt ods FORWARD requests on story site to admin , they do not remove on their own. Insulting them will not get you. The next afternoon that Brian came over, she had already finished feeding Tommy and was just sitting in her bed alone, with her bed-cape over her shoulders. She had nothing covering her massive breasts. As he came into the room, he looked around and saw that Tommy wasn’t there. He looked downcast, thinking that he wouldn’t get to suck on his Aunt’s breasts anymore, but he didn’t know that he was in for a bigger surprise. Auntie Em beckoned to him and told him to strip off and climb into bed. I was trying to tone it down a little now and a good love song seemed right, even though I knew damned well there were no songs worth mentioning about one man loving five women.At last.My love has come alongMy lonely days are overAnd life is like a songAt last.The skies above are blueMy heart was wrapped up in cloverThe night I looked at you... "At Last" was a song I loved myself, except for the heart wrapped up in clover phrase, but I'd tried dozens of times to think of a better line to switch.