Determined to get to my pussy in a series of lures, first he began kissing me. He took a break to tell me to tell him how I wanted it. I knew what was...next after he unhooked my bra. He slowed down from kissing me and slowly lifted my shirt to admire every inch of my body, from navel to neck. Since my bra was already unhooked, my shirt and 36 double D bra lifted off my breasts and over my head with ease. “Damn girl. Look at these nipples. You know you’re so beautiful.” All of a sudden I saw him. "He is down the shops buying food," I yelled out as I entered the bedroom.I grabbed a pair of shorts and pulled them on, and heading back down to the kitchen."We weren't expecting you to arrive until after lunch. How come you are so early and catching me in the middle of cleaning." Because Tom is paranoid, and he thought the traffic would be crazy coming out of the city now everything is beginning to open up again. But it was the total opposite, so we are here ridiculously early." Well, better. She sits down at her desk and logs in to her computer. I see the movie she is bringing up. It's called a girl and her 'good boy'. It is a short clip but begins with a teen sitting on the edge of her bed in a pair of shorts only. She has nice boobs and is playing with her dog. Rough housing with him I guess. He then puts his head between her legs and she lies back on the bed and opens her legs up. After about 30 seconds of this she removes her shorts and panties so her dog has free access to her. S.D. It is a disorder that is very common among combat veterans. After the Civil War here in the United States, it was called Soldiers Heart, after World War I, it was called Shell Shock, and after World War II it was known as Combat Fatigue. Only after the war in Vietnam, Desert Storm, and the Iraqi War, as well as the War in Afghanistan was it called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and the shitty thing about all of it, is that the government still refuses to believe that it exists. I wonder.