The choppers we stored there should be dispersed by the end of the week,” I replied then I added.“We are taking a lot of food for the refugee camp...; way too much to deliver to the camp at one time! I am afraid it would invite rebels to attack the camp. I plan to store the excess there. My people will make a delivery every couple weeks to the camp - at least that is what I plan.”“There had been some thought of leaving one of our spare Blackhawks there; it is a central location and could be used. ”That was more than OK with Fred Conyers, who watched the pretty teen strip, this time even removing her shoes and socks. If he’d been hard before, he was almost throbbing now.Once nude, the girl gave him a shy smile before saying, “OK, now your turn.”This too was agreeable to the young boy, who had discovered much to his surprise that he wanted this girl to see him naked. Inside of a minute he was quite nude, and it was more with pride than embarrassment that he stood there, his hard boy part. ‘Is this a hint?’ she asked quietly with her ‘innocent schoolgirl’ voice. ‘Is this a preview of what you want to do with me after dinner?’ ‘Indeed,’ I replied, a slight giggle evident in my voice as I gave each breast a firm squeeze. ‘But if you want more, you’ll have to wait until later.’ ‘Lovemaking in the dewy grass by the river in the moonlight?’ she asked, ‘Just like the night I first gave myself to you?’ ‘Just like the night I spilled your pure blood upon the ground,’ I confirmed. ‘But. Not handsome, but attractive. As I think of this, I narrow my eyes on her hands. On the package just to avoid eye contact with her. I wonder what made me leave that night. Was it really the fact that I couldnt take it? That the truth of my attraction to her scared me? Or was it simply the fact that Im married? I start to maul over these things when all of a sudden, she clears her throat and takes a step forward. Abruptly taking me off my train of thought. As I reach for the box, her hand.