What she had was a fifty-four year old mother that could pass for her twin sister. People that didn’t know them personally were always mistaking the... for identical twins. Hell, if they wore the same hairstyle, fixed their make up the same way, and wore identical outfits; I wouldn’t have been able to tell them apart. She definitely didn’t look her age Christmas morning as she stood before me in her Little Elf costume. Barbie, her name was Barbara but everyone called her Barbie because she looked. I’m eager to do it again, but I haven’t been able to see him except at school.”“Wow, Mel, that was wonderful. Welcome to the club.” We hugged each other and grinned. She looked at me and said, “So what’s your news?”“Well, I went to Sandy’s Trousseau and Lois waited on me again. This time, she showed me these really sexy things like merry widows and corsets, and even girdles. I never thought girdles could be sexy, but I guess they can. I bought a really sexy Merry Widow that I’ll show you. Adam. Steph couldn’t tell from her quick glance. If she were standing longer in the room with Monika, Patrick, and Matt, Steph could tell whether Monika did or didn’t have an orgasm. It didn’t take long before they got back to the room where Steph was dressed before she was convinently tied to a table. Steph knew it was time for her to get ready for her private strip tease. Steph quickly shimmed out of the fabric outfit, while Lexi removed the paint from all the places she had painted on earlier.. If any of these rustlers had any infantry training, we could be in for a deep shit of trouble.Thank God, I've never seen anybody who could shoot better with a rifle than Sam. After this was over, I was going to ask for lessons! Sam was keeping more than his share of the rustlers pinned down with his quick and accurate fire. He reloaded at every opportunity, so he never ran out of ammunition in his magazine; I just hoped that he had brought enough bullets; if he hadn't, I was going to give him.