I could see her naked front quite easily in the mirror. She knew I was staring, but pretended not to notice. She blow-dried her hair, brushed her teet...h, and spread lotion on her skin all while I watched in secret arousal. Why was she letting me do this? Had she always known about my fantasies about her? Perhaps I had been careless, too obvious with my stares, or maybe she knew about the times I used to look through her underwear drawer.”Um,” she started, pausing as if contemplating something.. Please… God…. I was still slipping in and out of the little ones opening. Her lips were plenty wet now and she had provided the lube for my shaft. Please… God… She kept saying softly. Maybe I shouldnt. She felt like she wanted it! But she was begging me to stop. I slipped in until I felt her maiden head. I better not I thought pulling back out. She was smaller than the other girls probably younger too. Ooo! Chubby was moaning at my fingers. Hhhuummm, red head was panting too. I could feel. Mike and the rest of the Seals boarded the bus that took them back totheir headquarters and private vehicles in downtown San Diego. Whenthe bus parked Mike was the first one off the bus. He sprinted to hiscar and drove home.Once Mike was safely inside his home he went right to his computerinstead of going to sleep. He went to Victoria's Secret, NeimanMarcus, Forever 21, Tiffanys, Amazon, and various other clothing andaccessories websites. In one night he ordered $20,000 worth ofclothes,. Dinner, theater, all that kind of thing. Perhaps it was just loneliness, or the companionship of someone close to his own age. It wasn't as if Leslie was, er, *that* way. She remembered how eager he had been to have sex with her, and then later, with that young girl, Alice. Although in the course of time Mrs. Chard had seduced Alice and weaned her away from Leslie, the girl had come up pregnant, and hadn't *that* been a mess until she had straightened it out. Alice had an abortion. Even with.