If I backed down now it would be a humiliation and my chance with her would probably be gone. Megan was that very unique creature you encounter rarely... in your life. She has a very hot, tight body inhabited by a dyad, by two women. One the one hand she was the sincere young student, the “good girl”, the reliable one. She was “the girl next door” who wants to do better at school and impress her boss at work. On the other hand in the blink of an eye she became this subtle, succulent brazen sort of. .. or is it Field Marshal now?”She looked at him, and he gave a little shrug and a grin.She continued, “Field Marshal Mikhail Solov, commander of all Warsaw Pact forces in the West. Mischa, this is Colonel Thomas Marlow, chief of intelligence for the Allied Forces. Tom, I think you’ll want to call Ned immediately. Mischa, will you give me your parole for the rest of the day? I would like to get us to some place more comfortable.”“When you ask, Kelly,” he replied, speaking excellent English,. You can't see what heis doing from the angle of the shot but I'll never forget the rude shockof his unlubricated finger forcing it's way into my tight sissypuss. Inthe picture I'd regained my composure, but only moments before I hadgasped, nearly stumbling forward off the platform, my bells wildlyjangling. Ironically, it was the same finger inside me that had upset mybalance that now steadied me, helping me to regain my footing on theplatform, and that's when the photo was taken.On either side. Kim told Sally, "I don't see why not."The boys sat on the couch next to the girls, Tom pulled the photos out and handed them to Sally."Don't see why not what?" he said."I am going to stay here tonight so I will be up in time to go fishing with you guys." She said, looking at each picture and then handing it to Kim. "These are much better than the last batch, you are getting the hang of your new camera."Tom said, "Thanks, I am doing better with my composition. The books I have been reading have.