Over the weeks, it grew slightly strongerand more wide-spread, but not particularly bothersome. And my orgasmswere still very different from what I wa... used to. They weren't assticky, which was very nice!I had been playing around with the breast thing in my head. Maybe I wasactually growing breasts for some reason, earthly or mystical. But I alsonoticed my fingernails getting stronger. It may sound funny, but amidstthe other signs, the fingernails were what pushed me over the edge.. His hand dropped to my knee and he touched it, it was like an electrical shock, shooting straight to my clitoris, I felt the jolt and the immediate wantonness of pleasure being touched. My reaction was felt by him, but my lack of pulling away or objection only spurned him on. 'See how that felt', again I had no words, so his finger traced a short line to my thigh, now perceivably shaking, my thighs were tightly closed, but as his finger moved slowly upwards, they relaxed. 'A woman cant say no. Aunt Christina smiled at me with a look of amusement when we told her of our relationship."I don't think he's after your money Yelly, (her nickname for Jelka) must be your body." I instantly fell in like with the old bird."He's my Toy boy," Jelka teased, "I'm after his body."We all had a good laugh and settled into an easy relationship. Things on the home front were a little cool for a while, but eventually Mum came around to our way of thinking. She was a bit miffed that there wouldn't be any. I radioed Brenda and explained what they were going to have to do.The hummers had armor and bullet resistant windows. Nothing we had would get through the armor and only several hits in or near the same place would get through the windshield. We would have to hit them before they were in range of the house. We moved back to the truck and that is when Two-Feather turned and shot a ground scout in the chest. I dropped and rolled toward the falling scout and shot the second guy as he stepped into.