"We can fix him," I soothed."No we can't! See!"He pointed to a plastic part that was snapped. More than minor surgery was going to be needed to bring ...his warrior back to his feet. I continued turning it in my hands."Sure we can," I said. "We just need to get some new parts."Billy's sniffles started to slow."Mom won't let me!" Did you ask her?" No..." Why not?" She said no more Warriors last time we were at the store."Ah."Well," I said, "this might be different. Why don't you ask her?" Frank. Even though she had been married for five years, and her husband was no less lacking in physical looks, Michelle couldn't help but get an erotic charge dealing with all of those hard bodied men.Some days it was an agony for her to just look. It was Saturday afternoon when they had brought in Craig Thomson. He was the star halfback from the local university and had dislocated his knee in the season championship. One look at him as the doctors did their examination told her that this time she had. I mover between her nipples back and forth and as I was doing that I slid my hand between her legs and found her very wet. I slipped a finger inside and the another and finding her so wet and open I put in all four fingers and started to slid them back and forth. She whimpered a little and shortly her whole body stiffened up and shuddered. "God" she said, "that was the quickest orgasm I have had in a long time." I moved down the the bottom of the table and spread her legs. I slid my hands up. Peeking through the clothes that were hanging there I could see him staring intently at my completely shaved little muffin, winking at him with every turn I made. I made my way towards the back of the closet, getting closer to hole and I could see him backing off. “What is this?” I said out loud hoping he would get nervous and leave and it worked as I was able to get to the hole and peek through it to see him frantically moving clothes across the hanger. He was still in his boxers and pitching.