It's at home on my server." Here the Colonel interrupted me."In your house, here on Post?" he asked, with fear in his voice."No, sir. It's in a vault ...n my house up north. No one can get in there. So I went on-line, and got into my server and down loaded the update. It was pretty much done anyway, although a program is really never finished. There are always changes to it. Anyway, I added a few lines and down loaded it onto your computer and installed it to your program. That was what all the. The thoughts were there and more persistant. I starting wearing short shorts and tank tops. I ditched the brah and underwear. He noticed me on the coach and came over to kiss me one day from behind me. I know he looked down my shirt and saw my cute c cup breasts. This time he noticed my nipples get hard. He walked away and went up stairs to shower. I started fingering my little pussy...i was so wet.He walked in suddenly and i quickly pulled my fingers out. He sat next to me with just his shorts. ?This is where the funreally begins Gary? said an aroused and excited Starkweather. A servant brought amicrophone and placed it down in front of Starkweather. He spoke into itclearly: ?Are ya thirsty boy,Lionel?s voice was loud and clear inside the Perspex box?. ?Must be rigged,?thought Schaffer. ?Do exactly as I say and I promise you this will be overbefore the night is out?. ?Place your head againstthe side of the box and put your tongue through the small circular hole provided?.The man began. It started with some hardcore making out and wandering hands, mostly mine. She had golden blonde hair and icy blue eyes. She was 5' 7'', roughly 115 pounds, C breasts. She let my hands wonder. Under the powder blue sweater she wore that October evening, around the lime green bra, unsnapping it as I pass and fondling her breasts, playing with the bright pink nipples of a s*******n year old. We were spooning, myself in the place of the big spoon. A hand, my hand, slides down. It makes it's way.