Flipping the skirt up, I thrust my hand down mypantyhose and into my moist vagina. Stroking furiously, the feelings ofpleasure increased. I unconsciou...sly began to arch my back as the orgasmwhacked my entire body. I lay there in the afterglow knowing that my life hadjust made a major change.Lying in my bed, I began to think about all of the things I wanted to do. Iknew one of the first was to clean up the mess my juices had made on mypantyhose's crotch. I felt the crotch and noticed that they. I found her wet panties tucked in there.I could barely get a word out. This shy woman, so tender, was suddenly dropping an F bomb. Never mind that she had figured out why I had been at Janice's while Louisa was out at the park.Louisa said, it is ok, it's past. Janice spoke to me about you, she said, but I didn't feature the hand-off. I replied, neither did I, though I liked you. It was last year wasn't it. No, the year before. Yes, she said., I thought about you. I was regretting not having. “There’s a boat approaching, Sir. Two men from what I can see. They may want to trade.”Benning made a face. “What? More grain or salt?”“Looks like carpets, Sir.”“Well, that may have some value,” Benning said. “Mr. Cameron mentioned that the Berbers make beautiful carpets.”Now the boat was close and the twelve Marines Wolverine could boast had been posted along the guard rail. The older of the two men stood up and began to shout something.“Can anyone make out what the fellow wants?”Thomas almost. What a freaking hypocrite!Of course I defended beth, in gym class I faced Roger and his born again posse of asshole's. Fat Roger looked frightened but talked big, "the whore's little brother" and I punched him in the mouth. Roger's friends backed off fast and I kicked him in the balls. Roger fell like a sack of shit crying and holding his balls. My seven years of Brazilian jujitsu Training verses a fatboy was no match.I screamed at his friends "anyone else want some? Just step forward, I hate.