Then I walked Georgia, Martha, and Kathy out to my van, covered their heads with hoods, and started driving. When I got to their house I asked Georgia...where I could hide my van so it wouldn’t be seen. She told me to put in the garage after I take her car out. I released her and let her drive her own car out. I had the feeling that I could trust her and this was a test of that trust. She passed with flying colors!Once we entered the house Georgia immediately took control. She had the girls round. Big now?" she asked."Take it out and see for yourself."I think it has grown an inch or two this last year while I was in school.The gals say, "Those shorts are the home of the WHOPPER"She didn't need to be told twice. While one hand stroked my erection her other hand started to pull the zipper down. She was so close to it that it plopped out when it was finally released and banked off her forehead. It stood straight out in all its glory. Her eyes bulged out at the sight of it and she looked. She didn’t seem to understand how petite she was, or how much it would hurt her - or if it was even physically possible without injury. She wasn’t swayed by my promise to have intercourse when she was seventeen or eighteen, either. Fourteen seemed so young to me; too young.“I’m not kidding, Sia. I told you, it’s too soon. There are so many things we can enjoy until then.”I tried to explain how absolute the step of intercourse was, that she’d be better off waiting just in case she met the right. Who's to stop them, the concierge? There is no-one but me in the building - in the whole street. I took that pistol from the supervisor's desk and kept it by me under the pillow, so..." Hmm, you're lucky you didn't shoot yourself in the head," Mischa told her."I know about guns," Svetlana replied, sharply. "I am in the Militsya - I train every weekend at the range." Ah! I'm sorry, Svetlana, I didn't mean to..." Please, I am sorry for, for being, ah ... I am so jumpy. I am so happy to see you. I.