"Jon, if it were me, I would throw most of that junk in the ocean. You have eight British Enfields that are so pitted I would be afraid to fire them. ...There is plenty of ammo for them, but again, like the rifles, it's all old World War Two issue. However, you do have twenty forty-fives from the same era in excellent condition with new mags. The ammo still boxed up and it's all new stuff. Tiny, we have the perfect weapon for you too. There is a WWII BAR in pristine condition, with two new. I get to know her friends, who she seemed to have met at the gym and who she goes out with at least twice a week. After getting dragged onto the dance floor a couple of times by Jenny or Martha, I just sat back and watched them dance. Curiously enough Jenny didn’t dance with any other guy, if she didn’t dance with me or alone, she sat with me, talking with me. Close to midnight Jenny decided that it was time to head home, because I had a long day ahead of me, I was curious about this, but I. Slipping my hand under her shirt and past her bra to feel her breasts, they were quite small but so firm, and such soft velvet like skin, I groped their firmness and gently squeezing her nipple between the fleshy parts between my thumb and forefinger hearing her "hmmm" with pleasure. As my confidence increased I slowly slide my other hand down her pants, she had hair but it was fine and soft, carrying on past her pubic hair I separated her soft small labia with a finger feeling the moistness on. " Okay, tomorrow work for you?" Let's see what the ladies have planned first."After talking with the ladies, their planned event would come first. We could go to Atlanta the day after that. Shirley also informed me that she was going with me so my dad just needed one person to ride with him. She said, "We don't go off separately now any more than we did after we met until our marriage. Our being together will not change."Hearing my dad chuckle, I decided to enjoy it and said, "Yes, Dear..