I haven’t seen Debbie lick her yet only kiss her a few times I wonder if she is really bisexual or just playing along. I took my coffee outside sitt...ng on the picnic table watching the morning sun rise . It wasn’t long and Debbie came by and sat down beside me “your up early “she said. “Did you get a wake up crawl,did you?”she said, giving me a kiss. Apparently she must have tasted Pam’s cum on my lips by the way she kissed me again then sat back. “I guess you did”she said then started telling. " Ah," said Rashim, missing the subtext entirely. "Good point."Outside, there was the sound of gunfire from above and the matching plinks and thuds as the bullets ricocheted or found purchase. Everyone hit the ground. Eventually, the firing died out.The captain crab-walked to the door leading out onto the deck. He had men stationed in the shadow of the tower. They were still flat on their bellies. He asked one of them, "Is anyone hit?" No, Captain," shouted the man. "They weren't shooting at. I remember when I was a little k**. I was raised by a single mom and a sister and I had some time to play by myself in my room. I don't know why, but running around my room and playing in my white socks and underwear, all tight and pulled tight, gave me butterflies and felt different than just playing normally. I did this for a while in my youth. God knows how long. I actually didn't even have a desire to even do anything with pantyhose yet. My mom wore them all the time, as did my grandmother,. Big Al was under 4 feet tall. He was what we used to call a midget. Now, I think they are called little people. Can you say politically correct, hogwash."Then you probably have already worked out your story." I suggested."Why would I need a story?" he asked."One to keep me from calling the police," I suggested."Seems to me you are short on evidence of a crime. You did take your bike back after all." he said smiling one of those smart ass, catch me if you can jail house smiles."Okay, then we.