My beautiful young wife responded and I had expected, mewing and moaning as she squirmed a little from my slightly-rough treatment of the most visible... symbols of her femininity. ‘You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, you naughty girl?’ I challenged. Anya simply nodded, her breathing heavier and louder now. ‘You knew that I would ultimately molest you like this when you came into the bedroom, didn’t you, you naughty girl?’ She nodded again. My wife yelped when I slapped a breast, in fact, she. Taking careful aim at the fading air car she fired her rifle. Thanks to her knowledge of the air cars she saw a hole appear where she had aimed in the exact spot that housed the small motor that powered the vehicle and watched as it started to drop to the ground. The car continued to get further away. Just before it plunged into the ground and burst into flames she saw the figure of the surviving robot leap out and tumble. The robot regained its feet and raced away from her and into the. None of our friends commented, except Liv. There was a tear trickling down her cheek as she hugged Missy on the stage. Missy had been elected Prom Queen and Liv was first runner-up. "You two are so perfect together it's scary," Liv had told her. Missy had a tear in her eye when she told me the story later.I wasn't paying much attention to Hannah's speech, although the bits I did catch seemed filled with the usual platitudes about taking hold of the future. Instead of listening, then, I spent. ..I don't care..." It sounded like they were talking about me, but that could well have been the hormones talking. Halfway through the first period, we were leading by two. I found myself standing next to her, but I hadn't moved. "We're winning," she said."Yes, we are," I said. She turned to me. I noticed that she had removed her jacket and pulled her shirt tighter around her chest, revealing a lot of cleavage. She had grown bold. "Do you remember me?" I was pretty sure I knew what she wanted.