You’ve just had a small change in your travel plans. But you needn’t fear. You won’t come to any harm. Winston told the men that he’d kill any...one who dared to touch you. He knows that you’re to be wed, and after he receives your ransom from your father, you’ll be back on your way to your intended, happy as you please.’ That, of course, was the last thing that Madeleine wanted to hear. ‘Who is this Winston?’ Before she could continue, a door opened. Unaccustomed to the bright light that. When I first saw Robin, who lives at the end of my block in a two-story Colonial, I put her on the "Women I Don't Want to Fuck" list. Yeah, I keep lists in my head. Who doesn’t? She carries a few extra pounds on a big frame and her hair is cut short like a man's, which I think makes a woman look like a dyke or a German lady. So I was wrong to assume. Robin is married to a lawyer and has two teen-aged sons. She's fortyish, very plain-looking, just this side of homely, but she is an outstanding. But I do it every night. Shit as I write this, I am all wet. This another time, I was to meet my dad at the station to buy something, I was bout 11 or sumthing. I took the bus to the station. I was sitting alone and from no where this guy comes and sits next to me. Don’t know if he just got in or was sitting some where else, but he came and sat next to me. Then slowly inch by inch, he started spreading his legs, trying to get comfortable I guess. I kept scooting as much as possible till then I. She sat crossed her thighs flashing her side thigh, he said “careful, those legs! I'm trying to be a gentleman but I'll look”. Angie grinned, he said “its almost done but I think you're sitting on a better meal”. She giggled “it's not been served in a long time, may not be worth having now”, he giggled “I'll be the judge of that”! The meal went on without a hitch as the guys talked about the planes. Dan dazzled them telling his war stories as they hung on every word for an hour. He and Angie.