’ It sounded so easy. And it was… until David Thompson got transferred to New York and I was suddenly in charge of seven young men who expected me...to know how to do everything that was needed for them to earn the various merit badges required for their next level of scouting. I spoke with the head scoutmaster, and he assured me that they would find someone else to lead the troop after the big fall dinner and awards ceremony in November. All I had to do was to hang in until the weekend before. "She's my best friend forever. I love her. Now I pick up the crutch I have leaning against the bar. It comes in handy when I need to get rid of the prosthetic for a while. I smile to myself."Hi, sailor. Wanna go for a walk?" I'm looking into his face. He's not sure. I can be a little intimidating, I know. "Got a car here?"He can't help staring at the crutch and then at my stub peeking out from under my soft, clingy skirt. Come on, dude. I'm hot and you know it. "Um, yeah, sure. I have my car.. “You care.” She whispers with that smile still on her face.I almost laugh at her statement, humans are playthings, sex toys and occasionally food so I care about them like that but I don’t care for or have any love for humans.“I don’t care, I just enjoy watching humans kill humans in nice intimate settings.” I tell her, I don’t like wars and stuff like that, it feels impersonal and detached, the anguish and terror doesn’t have the same flavour as when a single human kills another.“We need to. He was stroking very slowly and just looking at my young, firm body. I kept peeking because I could not believe he was doing this right here.My father let out a groan and came in his hand. I was completely shocked. I was getting a bit turned on and could feel my pussy getting wet in my bikini bottom. I slipped my fingers into my bottom and rubbed my pussy. I was so wet and excited and knew daddy was looking at this display."Lisa, darling you are making your daddy crazy with your breasts.