" "And how do you plan to do that my good sir." he asked. "Phase one, I steal her truck." "I'd like to see you try, they never leave it unguarded for ...ong." "Yeah that would be a problem if I didn't already do it." I said handing him my iPhone. On the screen was a snapshot of me behind the wheel."That...is...so...cool!" Mouse said with a giggle. The next morning the school was in an uproar, "someone" had boosted the Crew's ride from right outside Erin's house. As Erin and the bunch strolled off. No more panty liners. As a matter of fact ... She reached down, stripped the barely spotted liner from her panties, and threw it away. Another week of bothersome cramps out of the way, she thought.Courtney was clean-shaven, soft as a baby. Well almost. She ought to shower and remove the trace of blond stubble just discernable to the touch from her legs and pubic zone, as her friend Laura called it. Better than cunt, pussy, or clam she thought wryly. Or any of the effing medical terms they had,. It was not long before the town came into view off to the leftside of the road. An inn and trade post were the closest buildings to the road. Since it was early afternoon they decided to pass on through and eat a light lunch in the saddle and perhaps stop at a village or inn prior to night fall. Fate, it seemed, had other ideas.They were passing by the village when they were hailed by a member of the Sisterhood, dressed in black robes and red sash, trimmed in silver, carrying the traditional. He was surprised at my suggestion, butwas soon in our living room with a cup of coffee. He sat on one settee withSharon and I sat opposite on the other. The conversation got onto the photostaken earlier; I declared that the film needed finishing. I pointed the cameraat Sharon who asked what I wanted. I suggested that perhaps one more stockingtop would be nice. With that she sat on the edge of the settee and pulled herdress up to expose her bare thigh. Flash! Then Ian lent forward for a.