"She did so.I pulled the shirt over her head on onto her torso."It's wet," Vonda exclaimed."I know."It was a very wet sheer white tee shirt. It clung ...o her body, leaving little to the imagination. The water made Vonda's eraser-size nipples rock hard. Jutting out through the thin fabric.On the front of the shirt was the slogan: "God! I Wish These Were Brains!"Vonda gaped at the shirt. "You ... don't expect me to wear this in public?!"I nodded. "Right now. Let's go." I grabbed her hand, and lead. She turns around looks at everyone and says, “I don’t know about anyone else, but I plan on staying and kicking some terrorist ass if I can.”There’s a spontaneous round of applause for her, then Gretchen stands up and declares, “I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m all in until the end.”Another round of applause ensues, then Thom stands up and says, “Both Ben and Jennifer are performing a vital function for America because their message will bring most if not all of the terrorist cells in. As we drove I gave him directions to my apartment. When we pulled into the parking lot of my complex, he shut off the engine and looked at me for a moment. Without saying a word he took my face in his hands and leaned over to kiss me. I responded to his touch instantly. His fingers were warm against my skin and his tongue was sweet in my mouth. I pulled away from him, ‘I think we should go inside.’ ‘I agree.’ I led him in the front door of my place and immediately through the door on the left. Things are different today, but that was not the norm in the late 1960s. After approximately twenty minutes, I began to climax. She had one of the clean white towels from the table in her hand and quickly diverted the flood of cum into the towel. I was completely drained and cleaned. The now not-so-fresh towel was deposited into the dirty clothes receptacle on the other side of the chair. Patsy had everything needed for fresh drinks close at hand. We enjoyed a nice slow drink and practiced our.