I had even made a room for showers and another exclusively for sinks, toilets and urinals. As a variation, the floor and walls were altered and an und...rcarriage used so the trailer could be towed on its own wheels. This would be much cheaper to transport.Transportation was another factor that I would have to consider. Silva was going to be going home after one more chance to talk tonight. An effective method of carrying the gold over the border had to be found. You would think that any country. ‘Don’t worry. I may not be the fanciest, richest, or even the best lawyer in town, but I can get things started for you and see that you have good representation if you need it.’ Sandy was obviously relieved. She stood to leave. ‘Don’t let that go to waste, Bette,’ she said, pointing at the growing tumescence between my thighs. I had been looking at Sandy’s slender legs too long. She left, and Bette came to sit on my lap. She took my manhood in her hand, and kissed me warmly on the mouth. ‘I. He invested his time and attention in me like his own daughter. He did that for my Mom too. I used to hear them having sex and Mom exploding. I would wonder what was happening. Mom is always happy now. I always thought my step Dad was cute. He is fit and pay attention to his body. He's easy going and friendly and he always compliments you. When I was growing up, he always reminded me he had 2 pretty girls near him, his wife and his daughter. I never knew what to say but I loved the compliments.. I didn’t lust after schoolgirls in general. I was happy with twenty-somethings. Or had been. When was the last time I’d seen another girl’s knickers? Perhaps my memory banks had been overwritten by Amber and her extensive collection of underwear, but I couldn’t remember a single instance of knicker-flashing. Sure, there were images of girls and women in their underwear but none of them seemed to love their frillies in quite the same way that Amber and I did.She loved her knickers and loved.