Taken Chapter 1

We went to a library in Nashville and logged onto the E-mail accounts and reviewed the e-mail again for accuracy. I looked up the phone number of the NY FBI office and wrote it down. I then wiped the keyboard down. I handed Sandy a tissue and had her wipe a spot on the bottom of the table and had her leave a palm print there.

We then went to see the "Grand ole Opry," not my kind of music but we enjoyed it immensely anyway. We went to a local club where Sandy learned the joy of line dancing. She could really strut her stuff and enjoyed flirting with people, guys and girls. One handsome guy put his cowboy hat on her head while they did the cotton eyed Joe. She even danced with some gals who were real babes and had them laughing, smiling and giggling like school girls. Whoever she was with she made them feel special, but she made it clear to them she was taken. I was amazed at her grace and poise. She really loved being a girl. She left broken hearts all over the place when we left, and to tell the truth, I did to she brought out the best in me. That is what I really loved about her. We were given a big rousing "send off" when we finally had to leave.

We took a motel room. Sandy got our luggage into the room and I watched her. I have done this a lot lately. I took her hand and pulled her close to me and hugged her. She had me creaming my panties all day. I looked into her eyes which sparkled and gleamed as jewels. I could not help myself so I kissed her full lips. Her arms reached around my waist and drew her hips into mine. She caressed me so tenderly. I reached around her neck and unbuttoned her blouse and drew it off her. I unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and pulled it over her hips and let it fall to the floor. I stepped back and looked at her. She was so beautiful I could not stand it.

I looked and could not even find a trace of her manhood that I knew was hidden in her panties and pantyhose. I reached around her and unhooked her bra releasing her beautiful tits.