It's not my fault your toes are so fucking cute," Ashlee said defending herself with a smile."Whatever, pervert. Why don't you stop wasting your time ...issing my feet and get back to rubbing them?" Macy shot back, trying her best not to smile as she did so."But I like kissing them." Well, I like it when you kiss me in other places a lot better." Really?" Ashlee said raising her eyebrow as though intrigued. Of course, she was intrigued even though it was hardly a mystery where this conversation. I didn't want to get too obvious with his wife there. I had several fantasies that soon had me fingering my pussy. When they returned, hunky-husband offered to give me a ride home. I was wondering what I could do on the short ride home. His wife went to check on their daughter. I went to the bathroom as he waited for me. I took off my bra and jammed it into my purse. I was still wet from all the fingering. I rubbed my clit for a minute then undid two blouse buttons before returning. I. They are writing a story based on the pictures and called me for my comments. The story will be published next week. I called the President and we had a conference call with the director of athletics. I obviously had to tell them what happened and, while I didn't give them exact details, I told them that Keith said something totally loathsome and bad about your mother. They agreed that I handled the situation correctly and that a one day suspension and apologies had been fine, if the incident. Talk wasn't a big thing to them. Eachtook out the cleaned tin cans they used for bowls, along with the spoons orforks they had. Rob looked up, and froze."What is it, Rob?" Sam asked. He fondled the knife he carried, looking towardthe forest."Thought I saw something," Rob replied. "Big ass bug." He flushed. If he'dsaid he thought he saw a woman with wings only four inches tall, Sam wouldhave laughed at him. Told him to stop drinking sterno.He dished out the stew, and they sat back to eat in.