It was the natural thing for you to do, and a single closed-mouth kiss isn’t ‘assault’. I could have moved and prevented it, and said ‘no’ o... whatever. I didn’t.”“I see your point,” I replied. “But I won’t do it again without an invitation.”“And this is where I’m totally confused,” she sighed. “I don’t want to have to ASK you to kiss me when I’m ready, if ever, but I also don’t want you to do it if I’m not ready. And I know I sent you signals by moving where I kissed you ‘good night’ so the. ....."Good girl Michelle! Now stand up !" Take off your stupid sissy underwear and hand them to me!"Michelle watched and listened in humble, horrified silence as again theshredder was jolted from its slumber with its relentless mechanicalchurning as Miss Havlin fed her most indulgent and expensive lingerie setpiece by beautiful piece into the unforgiving shredder.It's strained actions reduced noticeably in volume as finally her blackstockings were quickly and irretrievably destroyed.Miss Havlin. I had spent many hours, many days and months searching various dating websites, but, too many just wanted to show me their cock, I hardly got to see their faces let alone their whole bodies, I wanted a body I could caress, nipples to suck on, necks to kiss, I reasoned that if these were available then more intimate sexual activity would follow.Who ever we are, we carry baggage built up over time some from our early teenage period, mine has been built up layer by layer over sixty years, and mine. Later that day I went hunting. I was hit by an arrow from behind, in the leg. It went clean through and I didn't search for the arrow. By the time that I made it back I was almost dead from loss of blood. It took a long time before my leg healed, but I haven't been very swift of a Pony since then." Fighting Hawk nodded.He heard the approach of warriors and held up his hand to Swift Pony. He turned his attention to the young warriors approaching him. When it was obvious that they were coming for.