“Why do you have the gun? It’s to protect us with, right? This is why you got it in the first place, isn’t it? So pick up the gun. Protect us.�...Dad was still hesitating. I changed the tone of my voice. I stood up straight and stared at Dad. Right now I needed to be more like Mum and less like little scaredypants Bec. I made myself become strong, powerful, commanding, and most of all – dangerous.“Dad, either you pick up the gun or I will.”I reached for the gun.Inside my skull, scaredypants Bec. I flipped her the bird which made her laugh. “Can he…..God! Shit!......” Sandrine said. “Can he clean some of this off my face with a tissue. Please?” I hoped Sandrine would have finally learned that such requests only amused Danielle, and that the answer was foreordained. “No, he can’t. But thanks for asking.” A guy named Aaron was next and then a Jeffery and a Daniel. They were all older, fortyish guys. Unlike Nelson, they didn’t attempt to shame Sandrine with their words, nor did they make. This is one of my many true sexual stories that had happen to me.I Travel all the time so i dont get to go to parents techears conferences or any school releated activities.Well back 6 months ago, my wife forced me to go to and sit in my son class for parents class night for my son 2nd grade class, My kids goes to private schools so there are very rich partents who have these young trophy wives.well , i went thinking it will be boreing, so its started really boring for first 15 min and than. She walked through the enchanted glade towards the sound of her prey.At the edge of the trees she saw them, five preppies, they looked Eighteen to nineteen, the prime juicy age for her prey. They were bent over the hood of their car studying something. “I told you this wasn’t the way to Vegas.” Exclaimed one.Elrinvienne stepped out from the shade of the tree, into the harsh desert sunlight, and asked, “Could you help me boys?”And thus ensued the orgy.Elrinvienne surveyed the wreckage of her.