“I … I … have told them nothing. I am Russian Agent only …”Turning my body towards the wall, there is a gurgle, water filling an empty pipe....It's my only warning.Hitting me, middle of the spine, I lurch forwards into the wall, my hands breaking my fall, as the force of high pressured, freezing cold water, is blasted at me.Coating the back of my head, then shooting down my spine, over my ass before travelling back up again, I'm gasping and panting, trying to regain my footing when my arm is. As Keith was listening to all this happy ‘dirty talk’ going on he turned his head to see his own sister parking her body down next to his on the bench seat he was sitting on. She was wearing a very short skirt herself and orange panties underneath that Keith saw very clearly as she lifted her leg up and over the bench seat to sit down herself. She also had on a blue t-shirt and no bra on under that. Keith could see the girl’s breasts swinging about freely under that t-shirt as she positioned. Sure enough, a terrified scream split the night. A young boy bolted out the door of one of the houses on my left. He hid behind a car just as something large and furry crashed through a large picture window. The boy froze as the beast stopped to sniff the air, obviously searching for him. The door opened again and a man stepped out with a shotgun. He aimed at the beast and fired. The force of the blast rolled the animal across the yard but it immediately got back up and charged the man, one. Everything didn’t revolve around sex.When we went into the house, she led me by the hand to our bedroom. “Undress me,” she asked.I did, starting with the knot at the bottom of her blouse, then I tickled her tummy several inches above her belly button, “About there?” I asked her. She giggled and I moved my fingers down a couple inches below her sexy little button, “Or maybe there?” I loved hearing my wife giggle again. I never saw her giggle with Jonah. That fact alone showed me that maybe he.