"Her face went red with rage. "Is that so? Well, I can give you a ride you'll never forget."Johnny's face twisted with disgust. "That's one ride I don...t ever want to take" Why, you fucking prick! We've all been waiting for you to pick one of us and I'm not going to let little Miss Priss here steal you just because she spread her legs for you first." Actually, Lisa's still a virgin, and I never picked one of you, because I never wanted you. I'd already picked Lisa."Her mouth dropped open. Mine. I placed the pot of food and lifted the lid. I fanned the food towards him so that he could get the aroma of the steaming hot food, all for him. I untied my apron, making it fall to the ground, and I slipped it off my ankles. He tried extremely hard to ignore it, but he was looking at my body from the corner of his eye. As I poured some wine into his glass, I said, "Enjoy your dinner, Daddy." I sat across from him and watched as he ate his food. I poured him more wine and occasionally got up to. I tried to pull them up, but not before Stan got a hand inside one leg, and massaged my curls. He removed his hand, and I adjusted my panties for what little cover I could get from them. They were transparent, except for a little yellow patch front and center. The yellow patch allowed one to clearly tell that this woman's pubic hair was exactly the same color brown as the hair on her head.When the game resumed, it was obvious why we were playing poker at a low glass table. Nothing was going to. His clipboard was tapping his thigh as he walked over to the driver's door. Three privates flanked him with their weapons at the ready. Going to the door, he was about to tap the glass as it rolled down. With a smile on his face he said, "Morning Ma'am. Can you tell me where you are coming from?" Morning, what's going on?" Samantha asked."We are looking for two fugitives. Have you seen these two people, and where are you coming from?" John asked as he turned the clipboard around to show the.