” She stopped. She looked at me and dropped her head.“Well, tell me the rest.”“There’s not much more to tell. I did the same thing two mo...e times so the video would be better. But the light was never good enough to see well.”“What did you do with the video?”“I watched it on the view screen.” She looked up and pleaded, “please don’t tell mom. I will do anything to make this up to you. Please?”“I don’t know what to do. You should not have made videos.”“I know. I just...I was curious.”“I. This story is the product of a diseased and febrile mind. As such, it is fiction. Having said that, All my stories are true, even the ones I make up. Copyright 2007 L_D_Darrow I wish to thank Wolv_Project for taking the time to edit my offering. All mistakes are mine solely, whether planed or not. Part two of eight: Birds, and a naked girl? * I vowed to take some pretty drastic actions to avoid any problems. At first I couldn’t think of any. ‘I could be gone before she came over in the. A deep, scaled bass started up, and she laughed. "Maybe not." Hope, though, didn't seem quite so disappointed, and lifted her violin to her shoulder ready."What's this one?" Elspeth asked."For Whom The Bell Tolls." She frowned. "Shh." Lifting the bow she stood ready, then started sawing back and forth with an obviously practiced grace. Marcus' door flew open a few bars in, and she smiled sweetly at his deep frown. "You don't mind if we join in, do you?" What?" Join in... Elspeth and I." He. Towson wiggled in his chair.Nancy looked at his crotch. So did Chris. They saw there the lifting of an incredible erection. How could the poor man help but get hot? Trying to do his job, educate the youth of America, school them in the liberal arts, and to have two darling girls, beautiful students, pressing into him like bookends, sent a shiver of thrilling excitement through him."Ah, yes, to her girdle. Well, it's a beautiful poem." We'll be sure to read it," Chris said."Yes, I shall lecture.