"I clutched my hands to my heart and staggered. "So, that's why you offered to drive. You weren't concerned about my car being stolen," I said mournfu...ly. "I feel so... so betrayed." Oh, stop it already. Pick you up at seven?" Sure." We had reached my car, and she started walking toward hers. "Um, Claire, do you know where I live?"She stopped and turned around, a look of chagrin on her face. "Haven't a clue. I should really ask you while you're still here, shouldn't I?" Might help," I. "We just have to attach new panels and a new pyrotechnics pannier. Still, this happens every time we try to use the target on snow." Every time?" Deschenes asked, as another explosion from the pyrotechnics package rather spectacularly blew the now-upward-facing left side panel high into the air."Every time, Sir. Maybe we get two metres out of it before it ends up on its side or nose. And we can't predict which wheel will suddenly start digging in."Colonel Deschenes pondered the situation. "Ford. The house was cold but warmed up quickly once I fired the boiler up, mum phoned Brenda and said we'd be round in the morning, she sounded surprised that we'd returned, but mum said she could tell she was pleased.We were all too tired to do anything but crawl into the big king sized bed and go to sleep, it was quite an experience for me to sleep in between two beautiful, sexy women and one that I wanted to do again under different circumstances!"He was the only man I'd ever known" Brenda said. He finally has enough of my teasing and as he lifts my leg to place yet another shoe, he pulls my foot into his crotch and rubs it around. I can feel his throbbing erection through his trousers. My heart begins to race as I continue to rub his hardness with my foot. I spread my legs slowly so that he can get a good view up my dress and into the crotch of my panties. We watch each other mesmerized as he rubs his stiff member through his pants. His eyes never leave my crotch and I feel myself.