The day started offnormally, I got up took a shower and ate breakfast. On the fridge was a note from her, "Went grocery shopping, be home at 11." I to...k a peak at the clock and stretched my arms.10:30 perfect time to start,I thought. I went over into my parent's bedroom and over to her dresser. I pulled open the center drawer, I knew what I was doing, I knew where she kept her sexy panties. The one's she wore when she was fucking my dad and thought I wouldn't know. I also knew which pair I was. They decided that they would need at least one experienced scoutmaster/leader for each ship and many more for the Harrad colony. Well, then, what should they look for and how would they know it when they saw it? Where would they find enough candidates so that they could be selective, highly selective!One answer: covering over one hundred and forty thousand acres, Philmont Scout Ranch is located northeast of the old Santa Fe Trail and near the town of Cimarron, New Mexico. The training center. "What do you think of these?" Ashley asked as she held a short pair ofplaid shorts against Jessie's waist."Hey, those are girl shorts. In fact, everything in here is girl's stuff.Let's go to Old Navy or something." Absolutely not Jess. You can't wear boy's shorts when you have pantyhoseon. That's just dumb! Think about it Jessie... when is the last time yousaw a boy in pantyhose wearing boy's shorts?" Ashley asked, not reallyknowing where she was headed with this one."Ummm, I don't think I've. “How about if I go with them?” Everybody looked at her in surprise.“No way,” said Rob.Sally asked, “Why not?”“Because,” Rob explained, “I ain’t babysitting my sister at the drive-in.”Sally was getting angry now. “I’m Sixteen! I’m NOT a baby! ‘Sides, you’re the one throwing the temper tantrum.”Amanda piped in, “I don’t know, honey.”“Oh, Mom!” Sally rolled her eyes. “I don’t need a sitter to watch a movie!” Amanda said, “I agree, sweetie, but I still don’t think it’s a good idea.”Sally was.