"In you go," Miss Marshall, said as she ushered them in. Sally was concentrating so hard during the lesson that she failed to notice the messenger boy...arrive, and it never occurred that the note could be about her, that is until the music stopped and Miss Marshall glanced her way."Sally Newcombe!" Miss Marshall called out, and her friends looked towards her, their eyes widening."Yes Miss!" Sally answered. "You are wanted in room five," Miss Marshall announced with a sly grin. The class fell. We hadn't sprung for all the old west camping stuff, yet. So we had a nice tent, camp stove and lantern plus various other camping stuff. We normally stayed at a tournament for Friday night and Saturday night, so we had food and toiletries and a bunch of soap and shampoo. Shooting that black powder stuff is really dirty.We took off from the Jackson airport, and were looking for a pleasant flight with good weather all the way.Just as we were crossing into Oklahoma we got notified of a fast. " Wow. So how did you go from that to all this?" I finally bloomed, so to speak – lost the braces, the glasses, and the baggy clothes. Then there was my college roommate, Tasha. She was going to a modeling audition and begged me to go along as moral support. To make her feel better, I filled out the paperwork right along with her. I didn't expect anything but, before I knew it, they were doing stuff with my hair and taking a whole bunch of different shots of me for my portfolio. The rest, as. Mike didn’t give a fuck. He smacked her on the ass again and this forced Cinnamon to sit down on the couch to stop him from doing it again. While the kept playing around, Lucky and Cinnamon kept taking quick peeps at each other. “If I wasn’t in this wheelchair, I bet I could fuck Cinnamon”, Lucky said to himself. Lucky put himself in a daze for a couple of minutes until he realized Mike was putting his hand up her skirt a little too far. Cinnamon started to get hot and her legs flew open just.