.You must be of legal age in your own damn country to read it.I wrote it so don't copy it.Prologue:-We've got tail coming up to the V.I.P. floor Tommy...-Great, I'll send a welcoming committee for a toast.Sisters Lillian and Erika were excited, they'd met a couple of girls from school at The Moon, an after hours club which they'd been hanging at for a few hours. The girls were older, by a grade or two, and the fact that they'd even approached a couple of grade 8 and 9 students like Erika and. I ask her that and she was not inthe least offended or surprised that I asked. She told me that where asshe could understand my concerns I had nothing to worry about. Yes therewas not much any company could do to stop the odd comment and if peoplewho used to be friendly stopped do so then that to was out of theircontrol however harassment was most certainly something that they couldand would stop. She told me that from what she had read and been toldthat one of the most important factors would. . it was almost unbearable, as she went off to sleep I kept looking over at her and wondering did she realise that I could see the most private and special part of her body or was she doing it on purpose, did she know about me taking her panties.. I did'nt know.. I was now busy fighting the urge to touch her pussy while she slept, well I just could'nt help myself I reached over and ran my fingers litely over her panty covered pussy feeling for the first time how soft and warm it was all the. Two dark oxen and a few sheep grazed in the front field near a tumbled hay rick.Beall rode to the small back porch that sheltered a pile of split cord wood. He dismounted and led his mare down to the barn where he heard voices. Log Town's best-liked blacksmith, Micah Waters, was explaining something, and Jim McNish and his father were listening and looking worried."Gentlemen," said Beall in greeting, nodding to all three, while tying up his horse and loosening her girth strap."Good to see you,.