The waiter never batted an eye when he came over to clear away their plates, though Heather blushed furiously. He returned with their coffee and desse...rts, and Robby became bolder. After the waiter had left, he slid across the bench seat towards Heather and laid a hand on her leg. Heather smiled, but then her eyes opened wide. Robby had slipped his hand through the slit of the wrap skirt and was caressing her stocking-clad thigh. “Robby!” she protested.Robby simply kissed her, quieting her. Jessicas Number Story: #3 Copyright 2004 Written: December 13 2004 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed By: Ay-Wun Please send any comments about this story to([email protected]) ********************************************************************* Part 1 of 4 – National Female Culling The year is 2059, the end of the long war was in sight, for 50 years women have been fighting men over control of the world. This was a world war, but not country against country, but male against female, a full blown. "We took a stroll to the address Germaine gave us. I couldn't help but notice Kate had a kind of masculine walk. She hid it well, but it stood out. She was kind of partial to pantsuits, instead of dresses. That was understandable because, you couldn't exactly run around in a skirt. She really surprised me with the teddy the night before.Finally, we can to the dorm. A work-study student was sitting at the front desk reading Shelly. He looked up at us, "Hello, any thing I can help you . "See how hard you are making me?" he whispers in her ear. She can see his right hand slide under the sheet and as she follows its movement under the thin cover she can see it wrap around his hard erection. "I'm gonna cum for you, and I want you to cum for me." "You are so gorgeous ... Touch yourself for me...Please." Listening to him talk as she watches him play under the sheet is too intense for her. Shelly slides her left hand across her tummy, as it finds the elastic of her pyjama.