Did you record what I said under the truth serum? " I did, but why do you ask?" I ... I want to hear it. I ..... I need to hear me say I wanted to b...ea girl. Please." Very well, come."He took me to his lab, and then said, "Wait."After what must have been a half hour or more, he came out carrying asmall tape recorder."Allow me to escort you to your room, Eve. I'll .... give you all theprivacy and time you need. When you're ready, tell me, and I'll destroythe tape, if you wish."We went back to. She groans, “Yeah. That's good.”I start slowly, pounding a couple times then slowing and stroking in and out. Her arms are wrapped around my shoulders as she lifts her legs, her knees hanging in the air. My cock now pounding a regular beat into her depths. She's moaning and groaning, her eyes closed, mouth slack. I hold my rhythm as I can feel her starting to build again. Stiffening slightly, groaning loader and bucking against my thrusts.Each thrust causes her to squeak and her knees are. Girl was ho-hum, but she wasn’t going to let herself be left behind. One crisp cool morning they set out, having spent the night before packing. They went to the west again,Clipper was hoping to give Dylan some experience with the AK, as good as the kid was doing with the .22. Clipper was carrying the .22, and Dylan had the AK slung on his back. Girl had the automatic in her belt, just to round things out. Clipper felt like they were reasonably armed, should a situation arise.Four hours later. He was a defensive line man and he loved to push he weight around. I was so thankful when I get the news that Fred, the bully, was out for the past couple days.The Friday bell couldn’t ring soon enough, I had gotten through two days of not being picked on and was about to enjoy a long weekend. I was all ready to go when I heard over the loud speaker the principal calling me into the office asking me to bring the school work to Fred. The teachers in my school were sometimes oblivious. For them.