The entire way back, I kicked myself mentally for not telling him about the gossip, but I didn't wish to anger him so I just stayed quiet.We walked in...and I was ready for my nightly ritual of scrubbing, stripping, and bed when I realized that Lara had become quite rigid. It took me a moment to realize why, we weren't alone."My Queen," Lara said.I looked up and there was Queen Helena sitting in a chair waiting. "Good evening Lara. Good evening Alexis. Did you have a nice visit with my son?"At. Especially as a girl. Her tits bounced before her, sometimes slapping her arms or the steering wheel as she raced down the winding, gravel road from the overlook.“Did a ghost just talk to you on the phone?” Chris asked, hitting the brakes with her sock-clad foot while turning the Prius's wheels. The electric engine made not a sound as he took the turn hard.Lori gasped in the back, sliding across the seat into the door. “Chris!”“Sorry,” she said, hitting the gas and taking off down the paved. His memory was excellent and his descriptions vivid and detailed once he saw he wasn't shocking me with his graphic language. Anyway, this is his story…*********************************************************************************************************** In the early 1960’s, I’d left the Army and looking for a job, found one with the Forestry Service. My first year was spent training and working in groups doing jobs around various national parks as I lost my ‘newbie’ status. Wanting. I pushed my one hand inside her bra and cupped her breast, nibbled her nipples and squeezed them lightly. I again kissed on her lips and then pushed my tongue inside for deep French kiss, without wasting time I pushed my hand up and pushed the kurta and the bra all the way to her neck and in the next 2 seconds, pushed it all the way up above her head, she lifted her hands with eyes closed in shame; and I then drop the kurta and the bra on her chair. I pull her close to me and make her to step.