"I am a flying chipmunk just like a flying squirrel, Mr. Owl. My family taught me how to fly from tree to tree just like a bird. But I am really not a... bird. I just seem to look a little like one. The other chipmunks talk about me behind my back and make fun of me." Well, I think it looks mighty attractive, Miss Chatty."Chatty looked up at the large feathered bird of prey and decided he was serious. She spread her arms and legs and looked up at him hovering over her. The glint in Ozzie's eyes. The principal stated any boy or girl over twelve who wanted to help with the fish please stand. Willa was ten feet away from Tony and was second to stand with him.“Tony, why are you volunteering? You’re not a native,” Principal Phil Parker looked curiously at him.“I was born here, I hope to live a happy prosperous life, have many children (Tony looked at Willa when he said this) grow old here, and die here. This is my home; I only see friends and neighbors. This community may be in trouble with. My hand slips up your leg, I brush your lips, a slight sigh slips from your mouth. This time I run my finger thru your slit, then I slip my finger inside you. You bite your lip, your eyes close. All the men watch you; there can be no doubt about what I am doing. They watch as your hips start to rotate ever so slightly, they see the muscles in my forearm flex as my fingers work their way inside you. Finally, one says something; I had been waiting for one to ask. If they didn’t have the. The nurse came out and called Samantha's name. Spreading her legs wider to stand, she gave him a better view up her skirt. Seeing the obvious tenting of his pants, she smiled and followed the nurse. After her exam, she dressed. Buttoning the back of her skirt, Samantha left it unzipped. Seeing the young man was still waiting his turn to see the doctor, she turned so when she bent over he would get a look at her thong. Leaving the office, Samantha fixed her skirt before heading to the elevator..