I smiled, recognizing the unmistakable look of lust on his face as he devoured my nubile body with his bright smouldering eyes. "Do you like my legs,...Daddy?" I asked, posing lewdly in front of him. "Are they pretty?" “My god honey. Your well-curved legs are very easy on the eyes especially decked out in sheer nylons and those sexy heels you’re wearing. I’ve always thought you had splendid legs, and they look even better in those nylons and heels.” I dropped the hem of my dress and pulled off. Before he knocked, she motioned him in. As he had climbed the 3 steps to the door way, she knew his view would be beneath her table. She opened her thighs narrowly, knowing he would view a small white patch of pantie. If the boys weren't around, he acted a little more worldly and flirty. At those times, she teased him back. He came in looking for the boys, with a flushed face. She offered him some juice. He watched her rolling ass until she bent forward looking in the refrigerator. He watched. I will be what they want me to be. A skin head, but a skin head like the cops. Everyone on the outside of this house and the group will see me as me. A normal 15 year old boy. The skin heads will see me as one of their own, but I will be documenting what happened. When I turn that in to the right people, the shit will hit the fan. I am going to need your help then, to testify and help be bring them down.”“Deal, I two have been documenting things. I told you that I was 12 when I lost my. Many of the trees were pines and the branches drooped under the massive amount of snow. Once in the woods, you would have thought we had entered a wilderness area; yet there we were, only a few miles out of town.I led Angie over to the tunnel that ran under the freeway. The freeway was four lanes wide, so the tunnel was very long. The exit opening looked mighty small in the distance. I don’t know the purpose, or why it was made, but it was wide enough for a snowmobile to pass through. Angie.