"At leastnormally anyway, but I really haven't seen you around tonight. Althoughwe've been kind of busy. Right babe?" A little," smiled Johnny."Have y...ou? That's wonderful?" said Tiffany with a big smile. "Well I'vebeen a bit busy myself, but I've recently... let's say freed myself up.You know from prior commitments, so I could focus on more importantthings, so Johnny and I were just catching up about those things." Were you?" snarled Kyle, giving her a look. "Like things we talked aboutat the. "Shit!" she said, quickly grabbing the joint and the pack of smokes from my hands. "I forgot that was in there!"I giggled. "Why not smoke it?" I asked as I lit the Marlboro she'd left me.Now she giggled. "At school? Are you crazy?" Crazier than this?" I said. "Smoking cigarettes in a janitor's closet?"She laughed and exhaled a long stream of smoke. "You'd really do it, wouldn't you? Get high at school?" She tapped her ashes off the top of her cigarette and tilted her head to one side, studying. This is just to train the twins on how to shoot.”“Really?”“Yes, really. They are going to fire fifty rounds in the morning and another fifty rounds in the afternoon with the .22 caliber. Then I’ll move them up to the .30-06,” replied Glen. He had learned to shoot the same way. His father had taken him out with his old .22 caliber rifle every day for a month. A hundred rounds a day. By the end of the month, he had no trouble hitting the target with a very good grouping. He didn’t have any. Thinking back on this story She was probably about ten years old at the time, while her mother was in her early thirties. Sameena's mother was exceptionally beautiful, with sparkling wide eyes, high cheekbones, and beautiful full lips above her firm square chin. Her body was as attractive as her face, with perfect, luscious full breasts and a rounded ass, and many guys just drooled looking at her. At that age the sensual curves and full curvaceous figures drive many men crazy with lust.Against.