They were cut near the crotch, so the leg openings were rather big. When we got home I got her to try them on and then to sit in different positions t... see which gave the best view of her pussy. I found that if I sat on the floor opposite one of the chairs in our living room, you could see right up the leg of the shorts to her beautiful pussy. I couldn’t wait for our next game night. All of this talking and our fucking was getting to us both. I told her that it was up to her, if she wanted to. It wasn't a good feeling, but by Monday morning, I felt that I had come to terms with things.I found out I wasn't prepared for the pain, however, when Gail showed up at my locker before English. She had tears in her eyes as she reached out and handed me a heart shaped locket. I stared at it for a moment, blinking back tears that wanted to spring forth, and then turned Gail's hand and dropped the locket into it.I took a breath to make sure my voice was steady. "Gail, please take this back to. I spitted a big load to her asshole and put my forefinger to her. We have been here so far, but this time we went further. When my finger moved easily, I spit again, and put my middle finger yet to her hole. When this finger moved easy too, I pull it out, spit again and I started to put both fingers to her asshole. I proceeded inwards from millimeters to millimeters. I often asked Rose what I’m doing does not hurts, but she always said no. I used my saliva and her pussy juice to lube her cave.. "Well, flying isn't what it used to be," Walt observed. "It used to be something special. Young men signed up for the freedom and the glory and the respect. Being a pilot was a rare skill that people looked up to and respected. They came from miles away to see a man and a machine that could fly."Nowadays, pilots sit in the cockpit and watch a computer run the show. Other than training simulations, it's been years since anyone had to take over the controls. We're less than bus drivers. I think.