htrammel

Well, YOU may regret it...but I'll bet none of us will! Thanks Bro

My toes really, really hurt, dammit. Yeah, but in such a good way. I have to get off the road and back to the girl with little hands

mine too

You forgot "biting", "back scratching", and "hair pulling"... Quit. Teasing. Cough up the photos, camera-whore. I gotta side with NWF on this one. Give it up. I could use a taste of SF fun.

And then there's this one... I have a collar like that...but I haven't worn it in a long time. Very nice pictures. Maybe someday I'll be that brave. rl Id doesn't require bravery...just unbridled lust...we're all sure you have that...

Heh Heh...she had a really hard opening on her Sabre II and hasn't been the same since...seems to be adjusting well though

And then there's this one...

Well...just this one...

Well, alright. But...be gentle :-) Right on!!! Walt Thanks Walt. I'm a lucky boy 'cause she has small hands...it's all about perspective right? Here is a pic for Keith, RhondaLea, or any others who are not offended by alt. sexuality...Damn I miss San Francisco...stuck in New England for a few years.

Instinct will prevail. I turned my head as my close friend bounced, but the sound is still with me 10 years later.

I hope that's in a good way

Well, alright. But...be gentle :-)

Ahhh SHIT! Don was a truly good man. A crotchety, grumpy bastard, but truly good. I knew him since I first started jumping in Palatka in 1988, I still recall kicking him square in the chin (it drew blood) when I spun on my AFF level 3. Upon landing he assured me that I WOULD be buying him a beer that evening. We consumed several. Tons of memories of tons of good times and tons of wisdom. Blue skies Don. Henry Trammel