It used to be one of my favourites when I was at school. You write down a girl’s name, fold the paper over, and pass to me. I write a boy’s name a...nd fold it and pass it back. You write down where they met.’ Mandy paused. ‘Do you know this game?’‘I think so.’‘We do all the “he said and she said” and all that bollocks.’ Mandy readjusted her ponytail and her t-shirt rode up, providing Simon with a glimpse of her tanned belly and diamante piercing.Mandy finished messing with her hair and sat back. It was probably lucky for both of us that his spending came at the same time the rain stopped because I was flooded on the inside and nice and dry outside. That was certainly the best of both worlds and I helped adjust my panties and smooth down my skirt before the first pedestrian passed on the street outside. I promised patrolman Patrick that I would sit on the bench outside the play area with him for lunch the following day. It would be seem appropriate because I was a well-behaved young. I took advantage of the access for a little finger action and sucked her nipples until they were nice and hard. Our son came out of his room about half an hour later. He was wearing only gym shorts. No shirt and he always goes commando. He looks at his mom as she walks over to him with her tits swaying and nipples poking through her shirt. She said "Good morning and what do you want for breakfast?" He looked at her and lingered on her tits. He said he just wanted cereal. She went to the. Everyone stared at the carnage they had just inflicted on the Grays. Jim thought to himself that it was just too much like murder for him. True, they were under fire. True they had just won. But it didn't set well with him.He felt Rainer's hand on his shoulder as he spoke, "It's hard, I know. But they are not people. You have to remember... they are not people."Jim sighed. It was true... they were not people. Maybe he could live with it because of that."You are correct, but I still grieve at.