Maybe she didn’t want this but felt she had to let it happen. I think it would be easier if I knew whether she felt inner conflict or not.’ ‘Ed,...let me tell you about Mandy. She could be headstrong and stubborn. If she didn’t like the taste of some vegetable, there was no way you could get her to eat it. She spoke her mind, and you always knew she said nothing she didn’t mean. On your first date, I sat home on pins and needles, wondering what the results would be. I wanted her to be happy, but. Luckily the shop had still been open that first evening when I needed a big spoon to stir the Batchelor’s Savoury Rice which was now going to augment our slices of tinned pork luncheon meat, and it hadn’t suffered from the pause in cooking while I went to buy a wooden spoon, and a wooden spatula when I saw it and had my memory jogged.We took an after-dinner stroll to the washrooms to clean up our cooking equipment and top up the drinking water again; there was only a cold water tap for normal. As she stood at the side of the bed I threw the covers across to my left and instantly she jumped on the bed and placed her knees either side of my hips. Naturally I reached up and placed my hands on her waist.I was in for the shock of my life. Her skin was as smooth as a ming vase. There was no flabby skin, no creases, just pure smoothness with one ounce of excess fat.She leaned forward to kiss me and in doing so rested her fanny on my cock. I was in for another surprise. Unless I was. So, off he goes.The squirrel soon catches up with the panther, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the panther.The young panther is furious at being made a fool of and says, “Here, squirrel, hop on my back and see what’s going to happen to that conniving canine!”Now, the old German Shepherd sees the panther coming with the squirrel on his back and thinks, “What am I going to do now?” But instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn’t.