The rest of the girls soon settled down, too."These are super expensive," Sean remarked. "Your Dad didn't buy them, did he?" God no," Rachelle said. "...y Dad still thinks I should be wearing floaties on my arms and a suit with ducks on the butt. These came from Allie."All heads turned to the redhead sitting to Walt's left."I thought they would look good on the girls," Allie said simply. "It turns out I was right." Good?" Sean said. "This is not good."Allie's face clouded before he could. At first she found it slightly awkward but, before long, she relaxed and began to relish being the sexiest girl around. She loved how the boys looked at her. The male teachers too. The yearning etched across their faces when she was in their presence. So obvious how they all desired her.She became a tease, took to wearing outfits that flaunted her luscious body. Tight, low slung jeans with skimpy, cropped tee-shirts. Short skirts that showed off her legs. Silky blouses with enough buttons. Instead, he merely enjoyed himself as Darla Jean got control and again took off, headed for another orgasm. His experience was too limited to make pronouncements, but Darla Jean seemed to be the perfect receptacle -- hot, oily wet, tight, and moving at just the right rate to make things just incredible... She started telegraphing urgency, so Randall again added his efforts to the mix from below, surging against her and thinking distantly, 'It's a good thing she isn't big... ' Darla Jean went. I had no way of knowing where the Indian was as I went through the door, so I jerked it open and dove to the floor. I rolled along the floor until I could see where the Apache might be. Of course, he heard me coming in, so he had swung around to face the door and was pointing his rifle about waist high as he turned. Thank God, that was over my head as I rolled along the floor. I snapped off a shot when I finally saw him and managed to hit him in the gut.The impact and pain from the .44 slug was.