.. when you were younger? If not, what made the difference?”“No ... I may have – scratch that, I did want to be, but I had Earl and Margaret Cul...erson around to put my ego in check.”Kelly smirked, then chuckled.“For a good eight years, Master Kiraly, my name might as well have been ‘Little Miss Twisty-Butt’ around the house. My father was greatly amused by my efforts to ... hmm ... walk with a womanly roll to my hips, when I was eight or so. Not that I had any hips, any ass, to roll, but I was. "And the man was on top of her." No way. He'd squash her!" Would not. Come try it."I was more than a little reluctant. I didn't want to hurt Kathy. My brain wasn't working well enough to remember that Kathy had several guys on top of her during football, tag, and a dozen other games. But, there was something very arousing about seeing my playmate on her back with her legs spread. And there was that tantalizing mound between her legs. I had only brushed it, but it was hypnotizing. I got between. Then the blade had been steel, not wood. The memory drifted close to his consciousness, but he could not find it. He dropped the blade into the pool of blood that Dermit had left behind and picked up the clean blade that Dermit had cast aside in his fall.Angus looked into Chullenn eyes for a moment before he dismissed the group. For a moment he thought he had seen some emotion there, but then it was gone. When dismissed the group stood there for a moment while they tried to understand what had. "Well if he thinks it is ok to come in here and gothrough my things, I think I will take a look through his." She marchedover to his room, and when she opened the door she couldn't believe whathe saw. Laying on his bed was an open suitcase and on his bed she couldclearly see some of her clothes laying.Those were definitely her panties, and they were stretched out a bit inthe front, near the stretched out fabric she saw what could only bedried stains. Cum stains? She looked in the open suit case.