He looked at me, a look of nervousness crept into his eyes, he was being challenged by two beautiful looking women, to take his cock out and prove his... size to us.'How can I prove', he stuttered, his confidence suddenly faltering, and it was me he was studying, I felt now the challenge was out there in the open, he was finding it hard to accept these two women were suddenly serious and were challenging him outright, perhaps my earlier comment on Indian men not fully understanding out. “It’s good to see you as well!”“And this must be Nicholas!” Doctor Barton said with a big smile.Bethany handed Nicholas to Doctor Barton. Nicholas fussed a bit, but calmed down quickly.“Bethany, I’d like you to meet my wife Belinda, and my children Fawn and Gerry. Everyone, this is Bethany. I’ve told you all about her.”“Welcome!” Belinda said. “Come in. We have pumpkin or apple pie, and ice cream. We also have coffee, tea, and drinks, if you wish.”We followed her to the dining room, and she and. The fact was, I could have gotten out of the draft because I was the "breadwinner of the family"; however, I was looking for adventure and wanted to do my "patriotic" duty.When we finished dinner, I insisted on paying. I had a little bit of money that I had saved in the Army. Even though I needed to conserve it because I was not sure when or if I wanted to find a job, I still felt obligated to pay something for the ride.As Jessica and I waited by the car, Sandy went into the motel and got a. I quickly got back to work andpainstakingly wrote all my lines. I couldn't worry about penmanship andsimply just hoped for the best. I was also cursing myself for being such adick and getting myself into this predicament. An hour later I got thefollowing text."Done?" Just about Mistress." Good, change your cloths, but do not remove your diaper and plasticpants." Yes Mistress." Be home in a bit."I quickly scrambled to finished the last remaining lines and all hope ofnice penmanship was out the.