Luckily for the Whites, it never seemed to occur to the Comanches that they could clear out the "invading" Whites if they got together and formed one ...ig army. This just didn't fit into the Indian psychology of gaining glory for the individual warrior.Every once in a while, there was the exception to the small band of Comanches. One morning, Shiply's Troops topped a small ridge and nearly ran head-on into major Indian encampment. They were seen before they could pull back under cover of the. She went red and didn't want to answer. Then she toldme that she's seen my diary which I'd packed at thebottom of my bag and read what I'd written about her.I have to admit I'd had a bit of a crush on her andhad said so in my diary because I figured nobody wouldget to read it. I was almost mad at first but waskinda worried how she felt.`What were you doing going through my bag anyway?' Iasked. She was obviously scared to answer but I feltso relieved when she did.`I was... looking at your bra's,. It felt like she was going to faint and at the same time explode. Wave after wave washed over her and the fingers kept up the rhythm allowing her to come again and again. Composing herself Gail turned around to face the man that brought her so much pleasure in such a simple way. Reaching down she unzipped Paul’s fly and undid his pants. Careful not to move the blankets she gripped his erection in her hand and slowly started rubbing him. His dick was warm and the skin soft as velvet.. She was facing the mirror, still dressed from the waist down, but only wearing a black bra on top. And I could see that her right breast was out of the bra and was being cradled in her two hands.For a second I thought I had simply caught a "snapshot" moment of her just easing her breast into the cup of a new bra she was trying on. But as I watched, I realised that she was actually having a "private moment" with her own breast, squeezing it, caressing it, and generally playing with her nipple..