”“We?”“Yes. I could have stopped you before it went as far as it did, but I waited too long. A lot of what happened was my fault. So, calm dow... and get yourself composed and we will go and have lunch.”“Lunch? Don’t you mean dinner?”“Dinner? What time is it, Diana?”“It is almost 5pm.”“Damn! How long were we in the Hide-A-Way?”“It was almost 4:00 when Sasha came running through camp.”I looked at Sasha pulled her into my arms and kissed her lips.“Seems like the old saying is right. Time flies when. I shrugged. "I got the same vibe, you think she's a mad scientist?" I asked.Helen shook her head. "No." She considered it for a moment and then grimaced. "Maybe."The ApprenticeRolling down the small berm I casually got up and dusted myself off. I winced at the scratch in my new leather jacket; I needed to be more careful. Still, I was a long way from the office building and I doubted that the security cameras would be able to pick me up here.Reaching into my jacket I pulled out the small scope. . take ... take off my panties and ... and to bring them back to him. I just stare at him, stunned, shocked. He doesnt tell me again, just gives me a slight nod after about a minute. Nothing changes in his face or demeanor. He just goes on finishing his meal. I swallow, slowly stand up and walk to the ladies room. I dont know why ... why Im doing it, but I do, know that I should, know that I ... have to.I get to the bathroom, use the potty and ... and do it. I take them off and ball them up. I think it’s time.” So, with nervous fingers, Mitch typed out the message, asking Kaitlyn if she wanted to meet. They picked a time and agreed that a suitable place would be Mitch and Misty’s home. Misty volunteered to go visit her parents that evening and stay the night. That way, regardless of how the evening went, she wouldn’t be at risk of interrupting anything. The big day finally arrived. Mitch shaved his legs, his underarms, his crotch, his chest, his ass—even his arms. After all, it was.
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