And I never went there with any boys. Just us girls. That's all." "Do you think your friends would want a stranger around? They don't seem to like new...ies here in town." "Oh, don't worry about that. If you're my friend then you're their friend. We're going to be friends, aren't we? I kind of thought we were already, Diana. Besides, I think we might go there alone the first time or two." She paused and grinned. "When I make someone blush I also make 'em a friend." She laughed from her belly.. My voice erupted from my chest, unable to contain the reverie, grasping at her head as she ravaged my dripping orifice. I nearly fell over from pumping my hips into her. Finally relaxing when the eruption dwindled to a gentle wash. She licked me until I was clean, then sat up.I leaned in closer to face her, our nipples inches from each other. I drifted forward for a kiss, something I've always wanted to try. She backed away, startled by the gesture. I smiled slightly, then tried again. This. We spent the next while with out hands down each others shorts enjoying the feeling of having another boy touching us downstairs. We would have continued to do so all day and night, but Vic feared that his mom or dad might enter the room and catch us in the act and we also expected my mom to arrive soon too to fetch me. Section 2: Under The CoversOne year later I was sleeping over at Mitch and Vic’s place again. That night we had moved a double mattress into the lounge and slept there. I. The kicked trooper bends over in pain in time to receive another kick in the throat to crush his windpipe. He drops to the floor while he chokes to death. Reversing the spin from the kick she moves into the group of remaining troopers. Snaking an arm around the neck of one she’s quick to lift him up and over her hip, snapping his neck when she does. At the same time she drives stiffened fingers into the throat of another, he drops to the floor, dying. Drawing the combat knives of these two she.