"Really? Nothing daddy" she asked? "Well I did notice your barbells" I stated. "Do you like them?" "Well yes, but I reall barely saw them. Can I see t...em again?" "Sure in a while" she said smiling as she dived into the cool water. I watched as she emerged and almost drooled when I saw the wet bikini top on her barbelled tits. I also noticed there was no curly fluff on her mound. Could she be clean shaven?Later on Ally caught me alone in the garage getting another beer. "Do you still want to see. From oursecond floor classroom, we could see over the school fence and acrossthe roofs of hundreds of houses. It was torture, having a classroomwith a window view of the outside world, and it was even worse being inthat classroom towards the end of the day and just waiting for thatbell to ring."You know they shoot anyone who tries to escape," Katie said, catchingme staring longingly out the window."Huh?" I gasped at her."I'm kidding!" She giggled, causing her medium length blonde hair tosway. It was erotic the way she was trying to hide her pussy by crossing her legs and turning this way and that as far as she could. I knelt down beside the bed and took hold of one the tits; she tried to turn away so I couldn’t get to it. But there’s only so far you can get when you hands are tied wide apart. I started to squeeze it slowly and then harder. She started screaming as loud as she could with the gag…”aaaannnnnn”, “uuunnnnnnnnnnn”. I just couldn’t wait any longer and started sucking at it. “Ok, ok, you big bully. We will go for a walk.”I had to admit, it was a good day for a walk. I am not a cold-weather person, fighting fires in the wintertime, helped me determine my love of warmer weather.Don’t get me wrong, wearing all of the gear, and performing all of the tasks on the fire ground in the warmer weather drains all of your strength. But, nothing a little water or sports drink can’t fix. The cold weather is a different story. Once you exit the structure after fighting a.