I felt rather than saw her stepsister as her footsteps retreated rapidly. “Leave her,” Miranda continued. “She’s too young.” I looked throug...h her eyes at the three young soldiers who had her trapped against the wall. Blue trousers with a gold stripe. Dark blue double buttoned shirts. Tan hats. These looked like the same soldiers we saw in Baltimore. Where was Kyle?“We only want you anyway,” one said. Six feet tall. Pocky complexion. I corrected myself. Five-eight tops. Miranda was a lot shorter. I let her in and we proceeded to the back room to play some pool while we talked and had a couple of beers. She told me about her ex boyfriend and her school work all the while smiling at me times and occasionallyWould touch my arm or elbow while she talked. I took that as a positive sign and starting kissing her and feeling her up. She was very passionate and moaned as I undressed her standing up and I started sucking her nipples and playing with her clit. She shook with pleasure and found it. “You know, I feel I’m pimping out the girls just to get a bigger discount. I don’t know if I’m going to ask them.”“I think you should ask them.”“Why?”“It is something they will probably do at some time and I think it would be better if they were with you when they do it for the first time. They are smart girls. If they don’t want to do it, they won’t.”“You’re right. I guess I will ask them.”After thinking about it for a while, Kari made a decision and went upstairs to the girls’ room. Knocking. My eyes were thirsty to see under the towel. I wanted to go to him and take the towel off and blow him. I slowly got up and stoood infront of him nervously waiting his reaction. -After a minute of me just looking at him, he walked over to his dresser, grabbed a pair of boxers, and left the room. -Dammit I thought. I was getting really frustrated. He kept sending me mixed signals. Or maybe he wants me to make a move.. I just dont know where to start. I layed back down with my leggs hanging off.