I've heard so much about you. Hi. I'm Tracy Haden. And I do so much want to have some time with you as I have a few personal problems that you might b... able to help me with."Flattered, but also quite a little embarrassed, by Tracy's effusive complement, I felt myself flush red, which made me feel like a schoolboy. Tracy obviously saw my discomfort and tried to make amends as she warbled."Wow! I'm sorry I did not mean to embarrass you. I bet the congregation grows while you are in charge" Well I. He even made a few choices for himself. When they were ready to start down the back side of the mountain Fighting Hawk used their distracted attention to calmly walk over the peak and on to the waiting Cheyenne.Gray Eagle looked concerned that he had not returned before now. He shrugged and said that he was having fun and it was not a real concern, as they were stupid and a herd of buffalo wouldn't be noticed until it caught up to the last wagon. Gray Eagle smiled and nodded his head.Fighting. “Yes now!” He gasped as he put his hands round her waist, pulling her semi naked body onto his. He then grabbed her boobs, gently squeezing until she let out a soft moan. Looking into her eyes, he kissed her lips and gently bit her neck. He then moved one of his hands down to her thong and started to rub her pussy. She tried to reason with him one more time, “Not here, someone might hear or see us.” But it was futile, for all her comments, she loved knowing that her body had made him lose. My early teen experiences formed the basis for my sexual preferences today. Mrs. Bookmen had been our next-door neighbor ever since I can remember. Her husband had left her years before for some young secretary or something, leaving her in pretty good financial shape and she never remarried. They never had children of their own and over the years she had always treated me as if I was her baby sister as she put it.Mrs. Bookmen had a backyard pool, and from the time I was ten or so, I was next.