"Hi, You must be Eagles friends. I'm Jackie. I really need some help here. The plans seem to have gone wrong. I've been here since last night with not...ing to eat or drink." I say to him.He slowly reaches out, takes one finger and hooks it into the collar of my tee shirt. I watch him, wondering. I look up, into his eyes and he jerks his hand down, tearing my shirt right down the middle. Someone grabs the back of it and pulls hard. My shirt is now hanging down around my bound hands and I'm. A wet spot slowly spread through the crotch of her light blue pants.Hannah and Georges picked up the conversation as if nothing had happened. They talked about what it was like to live on the farm, the wildlife, pointed to where they could fish and hike nearby, how they like to skinny dip when the weather was warm. While they munched, Hannah managed to settle closer to Finch, had her leg touching his, smiling his way a time or two.Finch's hormones were raging and he was certain again he was in. At 12.30 Deb arrived home more than the worse for wear, having had a good drink by the state she was in. Although she was in a pleasant mood she could not wait to tell a little secret she had learned that evening.I enquired “how was the night”? Deb giggled and replied “brilliant, we had a real good laugh” “Did you buy anything”? I asked.“There wasn’t any think there that I like or that I haven’t already got” was Debs answer.Deb giggled again and said “anyway you will never guess what happened”?. Her black bra that gave her a lot of cleavage. A black dress that hit her right at the knees with a zipper up the back, black nylons with knee-high black boots. You might say she was going to a funeral. By the way, she looked fantastic. This was going to be the longest day of my life, waiting for her to come home for my storytime. At five-thirty that evening, she walked through the door.She said, "I have to get something to eat. I didn't have any lunch. Don't ask any questions, you have a great.