He had a real hot girlfriend that was really sweet and always trying to make friends. She sent me a friend request one day and I accepted it. On her t...p friends she had this really cute white girl so I sent her a friend request. I sent her a message and she replied. Come to find out, it was the other girl’s ‘play s****r’. She lived in California but I didnt care. She told me that she came to Georgia every once in a while to visit her ‘s****r’. So we started to talk and got into the whole long. My hot ass. I felt amazing at this point. i was so turned on. As he was at the bar ordering more drinks, i could see him and the barman chatting about me.What were they saying??When he returned he told me the barman asked if i was a model, because of my height and legs. Everything was feeling right at this point.He started stroked my leg and kissed me gently. As i leaned over he grabbed my ass. He moved me closer to him and further out of view of the bar man. He began reaching down the back of. "You're 13 years old?" Almost 14." Bloody hell. Where did you learn how to fire an automatic weapon?" My Uncle Jack owns the security company. He talked Gunny into letting me train with the troops. They kind of treated me as a mascot." A mascot? You took out 7 of my best men." I'm really sorry about that, Mr. Whittier, but they were trying to hurt my friends. I really don't like what I did. I'm ashamed of violence. I'd rather talk my way out of stuff."A look of awe came over Whittier's face.. G'night.SignifEvent Journal Jan 200-I'm not a diary-writer but sometimes things happen that just have to be written down and my story of Irene is one of those things.She was a country girl fresh from secretarial school three months ago when I first met her. Irene is a brunette and not a beauty. Not yet twenty but she already shows signs of the mustache she'll likely have in middle age and she looks flat chested. But her mouth is full-lipped, her legs look solid and shapely and her ass looks.