Ever the optimist, I suggested that they could share my queen size bed, to which they agreed provided there was no hanky-panky! So we all stripped dow...n to underwear and got into bed, Simon on the far side, Natasha. I was last in, and we were all still talking and saying our goodnights when I slipped under the covers. After a minute or two of silence, Natasha, who was lying on her side facing away from me, moved slightly and pressed her panty- covered bottom back into my groin – a come-on. Besides this instance you are a nice boy but that was an invasion of my privacy and I must deal with it. We are all nineteen now and your naughty panty crack and bottom watching is inexcusable.“Sonny what are you talking about? I did not disrespect you. Where did you get that idea?”“Don’t bother denying it you naughty boy. I saw you staring down the back of our cool yellow Lycra pants looking at the back of my panties and bare ass crack above. Take some responsibility for your actions, boy.. You take care of me and make the decisions that have kept me healthy and wanted ever since I have been here. BUT, don’t ever assume anything about me, ask and I will tell you, but don’t ever assume.’ She was still fit to bust, and a kick of my backpack sent it across the room and she walked through the space now vacated by my pack to head for her room, she was mumbling so fast and to herself that the only word I did hear clearly was, ‘men’. Her mood was a lot better the next morning. She backed. Five months after Dean was sworn into office, a major domestic terrorist group known as MASK sent troops from all over the world to the US. Dean mobilized the military and declared war on the organization, the first war fought on American soil. Unfortunately, MASK possessed advanced technology, and their enigmatic leader, Warmaster, was a tactical genius who was seemingly uncapturable. Almost every battle ended in a loss and Dean was forced to surrender on their terms a year later.By the time.
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