Dad had out grown the Hippy thing by the time Falcon came along. Still he just sat and stared. Indian sex I bet he can ride like a champ, if you know what I mean,” Marcy gushed to Silky. “Michael, I could care less what others think. Was she his pet? She gripped him tighter with her thighs. Michael thought to himself, that she had one hell of a grip. Michael wasn’t the type anyway. He didn’t look up right away and this made her even more nervous. “Yes, I think so,” came a slow reply, “Why not, I like you, and you seem like a nice normal person.”
His eyes narrowed and he laughed a little again, “Nice, maybe, normal no, but I do like you too.” Now was the time to
