)I loved my girlfriend the moment I set eyes on her I knew I would marry her some day. Not only did she have the personality that drew me near and lon...ed to laugh with her, never leaving the bed, but she also had the looks that drove me wild, if not completely off the deep end.Megan wore a cute pony tail that whipped her golden hair back and forth as she ran, letting her bangs swept to almost cover right eye. Her legs, long and toned went all the up to her pert firm ass that filled out her. Maybe just hold hands. Maybe just kiss each other's face and breasts. And, so few times that each time was wholly memorable, to explore the pubic region that burned so fiercely.But none of this was anything compared to the passion Marla had enjoyed with that English woman in the Middle Atlas. In fact, not one encounter, with either man or woman, bore fair comparison to the intensity of the passion Marla experienced that day. She was so frightened of spoiling that memory, she deliberately. Things were different with Tiffany however. A fellow cheerleader,Tiffany was extremely aggressive and one who was used to getting her own way.Being the only child of a rich and powerful judge can make some girls thatway. One evening after practice, Tiffany made her boldest move yet; attemptingto touch Megan in a very provocative way in the showers after practice. Disgustedby the thought of being handled that way by another girl, even one as cuteas Tiffany, caused Megan to immediately vacate the. Something made her choose to head for the stairs that wound, in spiral fashion, around the walls of the atrium. By the time she got to the third floor, she was even with the airplane, and could see it had two cockpits, one in front of the other. Behind the rear one was mounted a lethal looking machine gun of some sort, angled up toward the fourth floor and beyond.Stepping into the carpeted hallway behind a door with a huge, blue 3 painted on it, she remembered to turn left. Fifteen or twenty.