I'm not ready yet!" "Ready for what?" I'm still a virgin!!"The corner of his lip turns up as his smirk lights up the spark in his eyes and he replies"...Virgins shouldn't be a tease when they don't know jack shit about what they're doing." I hear him unbuckle his pants and slip his boxers down. I try to turn my head back and face him while I give my last plea for him to stop"Mr. Davis please! I promise I won't ever talk to Shawn again, just please don't do this to me" Now why would I want that?". The 747 was 15 minutes out when I finished.The fifteen minutes gave me time to hunt down my gear. Andy had taken all my gear along with all the girls’ gear to have the Velcro sown on the upper arm. Andy said since we all were in the field or had the potential to be in the field, our gear should be marked.It was in the traditional big duffel bag. I put it on the top of the baggage cart. They were keeping the Morton group in a separate storage bay for easier unloading and sorting. That gave me. They went out to the parking lot and split up, Mira going to the SUV that stood, engine running, Hunter in the driver's seat. She slid in, fastening her seat belt as Hunter tore out of the parking lot, almost sending her crashing into the passenger door."I'd rather not die in the truck," she said caustically."I'd rather not be court-martialed for killing you," he growled. He took the curving ramp almost too fast, the SUV coming up on two wheels before it slammed down again. Then they were in. OK”. Sundar nodded and was very happy. Just before she could go inside, Sundar interrupted and asked,”Why did you shout when I was eating?”. Ritu didn’t expect this. She thought and told,”I shouted to scare you so that will not finish it”. Sundar smiled. Ritu was relieved.Ritu went inside and freshened up. She herself can’t believe what she did. Just then she heard a knock at the door. It was Sundar’s mother Madhu. She saw his face and clothes with chocolate stains. She enquired Ritu, “Did you.
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