”“Damn Mari Jo, I got a good feeling about all this. I can tell you some stories too that will make you get even more squishy.”The two girls spl...t and went to their different classes. They met again in the cafeteria to continue the teasing and tempting of each other as they tested their loyalty before either of them let loose with any juicy details about their private, after school lives.“Tell me about Leigh, Kat. I bet she’s pretty, and sexy, and kinda ritzy, right?”“Heck no, she’s just like. I was relaxing in my bedroom reading a book when my mother came home from work. She came upstairs and in to my bedroom and calmly said;"Mark how long have you been going through my lingerie drawer in my dresser?" What?!" I answered."How long have you been going through my lingerie drawer when I am not at home?" She replied."I don't know what you mean mum." I said slowly."Oh come on Mark. It's okay. I know how I fold my knickers and things when I do the wash and I am very aware when they are not. It had not taken long before the eastern travelers were fleeing, and he knew the Norse had sent a messenger boat and half their crew off the coast within a week of Alara’s death. He and his men had begun rounding up the travelers, killing the ones who fought, torturing those they captured. His lie had gone too far by then, the soldiers wanted answers the travelers could not give. Where are the Norsemen now? Have they sent for more? Their cries still surrounded him, their blood still covered. And we did have a great day.For the next few days we only saw each other for a few minutes at atime. I was starting to believe that I had imagined the whole thing.One day in the afternoon I got a phone call from Pat. Glenda, come overin ? hour. Wear your regular clothing. I was a bit disappointed thatshe hadn't told me to wear my new bra and panties, but she had called meGlenda, so I hoped for the best as I rang her bell.She opened he door. God,she was beautiful. "I have something.