She was marrying my husband’s buddy, both National Guard Fighter Pilots who flew there silver up into the blue skies ... They had gone to flight sch...ol together in the Air Force. Now, still flying one weekend a month they were bonded together and even had matching Corvettes, favorite of pilots. As a couple we ran a small run-down theme park which we were in the process of renovating into our dream thrill park.This, was commonly known in seventies lingo as a burn! A payback prank that would. We both giggled. “OK - your Mum wins but her nipples aren’t very big.”“Fuck! You don’t know anything about tits do you? Their nipples get hard…….like your cock is.” He grinned, “Mine is hard as fuck.” He released his mother’s tits, unzipped his trousers and pulled out his rigid penis. Like me, he was starting to get hairs at the base of the shaft and was somewhere between c***d and adult. Certainly there was nothing c***dlike about the stiffness of his cock which was standing upright inches. The river appeared to be about half a mile wide but in the middle of the city did not seem very impressive. What was more interesting was that we were just outside of Busch Stadium, the home of the Cardinals, and if we looked north we could see the Gateway Arch.When we got there and I told him this was it; he had the same reaction that I had had when I did my first crossing."That's it?" That's it."I brought the rig up to speed and headed onto Interstate 70; next stop Terre Haute, Indiana. We'd. . )“Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.I make a C+ feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor winner.I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can’t make them sit for 5 min. without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental.You want to know what I make?(She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table)I make kids wonder.I make them question.I make them apologize and mean it.I make them have respect and take responsibility for.