- - MICHAEL - -Michael had been to three clothing shops with his wife that day. He’d watched her hunt and try on heels, dresses, and now lingerie. A...few salesmen had met his eyes – initially with desire and jealousy over his wife, then with pity about having to endure shopping with her.In truth, Michael enjoyed shopping with Celeste. She was always on the hunt during their excursions — not for bargains, like he assumed most women were, but for people. It had been Celeste’s idea to add another. ....I thought I'd orgasm as I was looking at them. Even I didn'thave nipples like that. There was no roundness to them......no fatdistribution like I had. There were just the 2 pointy and hugely bloatednipples. I was almost jealous. "I get teased a lot at school. It's why Iusually wear really loose fitting shirts. I am so ashamed and embarrassedfor you to see them. I hate them." What an opportunity, I thought."Noah...don't be ashamed. It's not your fault, and like you said, theywill go away. The next load of gear includes Joseph and my pack. We lower the load then we set up a routine of getting the loads of gear over.About half an hour later all of the gear is across the river and Joe is placing a blindfold on the first pony. Jason also ties a cloth around its mouth in case it gets scared. I’m surprised when we get the pony down on our side as it’s not nervous at all and it’s soon eating the grass at the spot Joseph pickets it at a few yards away. Due to the ponies being heavier we. It revealed three steps that led into a small bunker with a machine gun. The bunker was so small that only one person could fit comfortably in it and they would have to lie down. There were shelves within easy reach containing coiled up 50 round belts. I could see where the firing port would be opened and the dirt and grass cleared out of the way. I took the time to break the machine gun down and removed the firing pin. I put the machine gun back together and put it back where it belonged. This.