As I drove to the last blind, I watched my sister’s short hair flip in the breeze. The last blind was my favorite and the one I liked hunting from. ...The food plot ran from near the blind to the stream that ran through our property. A couple of the other stands were close to the steam, but I favored this one.“Your blind doesn’t need anything, Mark,” Beth said.“It doesn’t look like it,” I said.Like the other blinds, this one was six feet by six feet with a roof covering the deck. There was a. The salesman did say that there was a version for the TRS-80 that only cost $100. I had him add that to my order. That was much more reasonable and would let me test my programs before I actually had to type out the punch cards.I sat down at my computer desk to start working on my first programming assignment and was about halfway done when Elyse walked in.“Hi, Honey, I’m home!” she giggled.That looked to be the pattern she was going to follow, almost like playing house.“Playing house, Elyse?”. Then she pointed to a particular song on the set list and said, ‘This is one that I want you and Kiera to work on first thing this morning. She wrote this and it’s one that is going to be performed with just you and her. I think it’s a hit.’ ‘I’ll do my very best, Toni,’ I replied. She smiled and patted me on the shoulder and said, ‘I know you will Harry, that’s why I asked the record label to try and get you over here to begin with.’ ‘Thanks Toni, I really appreciate it. Now if we can. As it grew harder so did I, echoing its need, just as it echoed my form. Tentatively it explored, finally finding the tight hole it was looking for. As it slipped itself into me I felt both the sensation of the hard cock behind me and a warming sensation around the tip of my own penis, as if I were slowly entering my shadowed self. The deeper my shade went, the greater sensation I felt. The deeper it went, the firmer it became, the warmer the feeling passed down the length of my prick. As that.