Casey was five-two, with a slender body, average sized tits, and a shaved bush. Her hair, was now blonde, and she wore it in a style that accentuated ...her best features, her seductive eyes, which were more green than blue. She was not the model type, but a full figured, vivacious beauty, and she was also bi-sexual. Her first lover was Casey when they were seventeen.Tracey was five-four, with a fuller figure, breast the size of melons, forty-two DD, she had red hair, atop her head and on her. "Yes, it is." This thing has a built in transmitter as well?" he asked."Yes, it does. Why?" And it only weighs thirty some pounds?" he asked shocked."Yes, that's right. It's a new design and uses new components," I told him. He seemed really surprised.It was right after this that the radio started to spit out a string of Vietnamese. We started the tape recorder right away and Sgt. Wilson went to get a translator for us. The guy who showed up was Ernie, the guy that watched the beers last. ’ Terry continued kissing but was centered on the top of pussy now. Almost but not quite making contact with my clit. I was getting more and more excited. Trying for a bit more contact I spread my legs and pushed my hips out slightly. Terry knew what I wanted and gave it to me. His kissed my soft blond hair once more and lowered his head just that fraction of an inch I was desperate for, then his tongue hit the mother lode. I swear I felt myself gush at that moment. Terry attacked with gusto. At least I don't feel like I'm going to go whoopsy again like before. Thank you ever so much!" You're very welcome, girlfriend!" He picked up the garment bag with a flourish and presented it to Babs. "The dress you arrived in, dry cleaned and good as new. I think it will meet with the lady's approval." The dress I arrived in?" Just for a second, her smile faltered. "I suppose this means it's time to go home." Yes Babs." Leon sighed. "It's time to go home."Mike threw his arm around the troubled.