I couldn't find any reason after that for concentrating on Frenchverbs, what with the thought of Geraldine in her suspender belt, braand panties, tryi...ng on my school uniform in my bedroom.There were lots of giggles and laughter over the next half-an-hour,then suddenly Wendy opened the door and said, "Dave, come and look atGeraldine! She looks amazing!"I couldn't get there quick enough and Wendy was quite right -Geraldine DID look absolutely amazing. Her hair was now hidden insidemy schoolboy. It's a business and a labor of love all rolled into one."Sally appeared at the door with a pitcher of lemonade then and refilled our glasses. "Well it's the end of my day, have a good evening ya'll." She placed the pitcher down and left.Luke was friendly and easy to talk with. We discussed my previous life in California and his in Indiana. How he and Mabel met and how Lana, and I did. I didn't know if he knew what was happening tonight or not, and I didn't offer any information about it.Mable. I am issuing an AA-12 to everyone competent to use it. I also want you to learn to handle a pistol. At the minimum, you should use a 9 mm automatic, and a larger caliber if you can manage it. That is a requirement for remaining with us. If you want nothing to do with guns, then you will have to leave. How do you feel about that?”“Oh, my God, I don’t want to leave now that I have found you. Yes, I will learn to use a pistol, and I will be happy to show you how well I can shoot a shotgun. When do. Unsure of what he was wanting, I just let him tug me up like a rag doll. "Take your shirt off," he demanded quietly. I bit my lip and did what he said. Not like he hadn't seen my breasts a million times before. I pulled my tee over my head and let it drop to the floor. He immediately turned me around and pulled me against him. His heat to my back and his breath against my neck sent chills over me. My flushed nipples begged for attention and my legs trembled. His rough hands caressed my body.