Now I had a wound, but since I wasn’t in the Army anymore, it didn’t count. At least I hadn’t been shot in the ass like Charlie!I looked down an...d saw my jacket was turning red as my face kept leaking, and I turned my head to the left to see why my left arm and left leg hurt. I must have caught some shrapnel, because they were leaking, too, and my ribs on that side were protesting, too, so my vest must have done its job also. I decided to sit there and wait for some help, with Ahmed jumping up. When she awakened to the sound of her gradmother calling her from downstairs, Sam realized she had better get dressed.She put on this extremely light skirt (keeping that tomboy image subdued) and bounded downstairs to see her grandmother, who had walked the last six blocks from the bus stop and was tired, herself.After the gratuitous hug, Sam told her she was going to her friend, Suzi's, and started to drift out the door.She was stopped in her tracks by the sight of this gorgeous boy, whom she. This is my sister!’ Alyssa’s tone was dismissive, ‘You have got yourself into a pickle, haven’t you? Don’t worry too much, it’ll sort itself out. Now, tell me. Are we allowed to meet Marina?’ It was true Penny had already entertained the thought of introducing Marina to the other women, but so far, it was little more than a vague and unformed notion. Alyssa’s undisguised interest in Marina brought the idea into focus. Despite feeling highly protective towards Marina, Penny was also curious. My perfect chance came a few months back while she was visiting with us for the weekend, and it ended up going a little farther than I anticipated. Here goes… Michelle came to visit us for the weekend. She, 23, dark hair with fake tan, voluptuous body with lots of curves, but NOT fat, and oh that chest. My wife, Sandy, 29, more fair-skinned, got called into work last minute, leaving Michelle and I at home. She has always been one to keep to herself ever since I had known her. She stayed in her.