” He turned inwards again and started pulling out boxes of power tools in a search for a generator. He talked to himself as he went.“No. No, not t...at one; no, no; more blasted tools. Ah, what’s this? Battery charger! A step in the right direction. Now where is there a generator?”A few moments later, “Aha! No, dammit: another charger! Where is that generator?”It took a long time to shift all the boxes of power tools out nearer the door, to clear a path forward, and then John exclaimed, “What. . ‘k”. I smiled. Half my battle was won!“So what to wear ... what to wear...” I softly mused, as I began to thumb through the wardrobe. I settled on a sheer chiffon blouse, crème in color, and my brown satin skirt. The skirt was long, and a full-circle in cut. I usually wore a slip with it, but not tonight. Tonight there would be no doubts to Ron about my intentions. I also skipped my usual heeled boots, and went with a pair of four-inch strappy sandals.I decided I was going to throw myself at. You just might like it." Okay, okay. You win. But understand that I'm only doing this for you," I said--which was a complete lie on my part, because I was just as curious to try out 69-ing with Chris, as he was to try it out with me."That's fair enough. And I promise, you won't be sorry," Chris said, as he leaned over, until he was lying down on his left side.And I did the same thing, but in the opposite direction.We both naturally bent our right legs (with our right knees up in the air) to. “I could pound your cunt to hamburger right now.” “Ahh, nnnn! Ace! I went to see Ace and ahh!” Nathan felt a rush of satisfaction. He was getting results. “Now we’re getting somewhere! Tell me everything!” “He took me out. We met some guys. Nnnn! Ow! Oh, I don’t know much after that. They gaww got me so fucked up. They did me and took my money. Somebody emptied my debit card, I swear! I didn’t spend it! I didn’t spend it! They took it from me!” Nathan let go his grip. Leila folded into herself.