Patra was a dark skinned, dark haired girl that had the ability to stand out in any room. She could not be missed. I was smitten by the new girl in sc...hool, so was every other boy in the classes. They all hovered around her, I was shy so I just watched from the sidelines as the other boys strutted around and acted silly trying for her attention. One day I was down at the feed store getting some grain sacks, I looked up and it was her behind the counter. Old man Johnson had hired her to tend the. Don't you think I should have a little say?" She demanded."Let me explain it all Barbie, sit down." He said patting the bed."Fuck you, don't sugar coat it. Just tell me!" She spat back at him."Do you think we've been happy for past few years? We haven't made love in 3 months and not 5 times in the last 2 years. We seem to be on auto-pilot and I thought changing jobs would be time for a fresh break." He started before she cut in."A break? Do you mean like a coffee break or a break up?" She asked. ”Field Marshal Wilhelm Keitel, commander of the Nazi armed forces during the final days of the war, “sat very straight in his chair, with clenched fists,” Beevor wrote. “Just behind him, a tall German staff officer standing to attention ‘was crying without a single muscle of his face moving.’”Gen. Georgy Zhukov, a senior Soviet commander during the war’s final days, stood to invite the Germans “to sign the act of capitulation.” Keitel, impatient, gestured for the documents to be brought to him.. It was Kell standing beside me. I pulled up her skirt, not a long distance, and slid my hand between her legs. Her panties were soaked, and I didn't help them get any drier when I slipped my fingers through the side and to her clit. Between the two of them I think I must have had at least three climaxes. They weren't nearly as loud as my previous ones because the moment I opened my mouth Kell covered it with hers. Wow! Can she kiss!I ended up sitting cross-legged on the floor, gasping like a.