Colleen the southern bell

Came home from school and saw a new car in the driveway..a red mgb..the car was so tiny and unique..the top was down allowing view into the interior..was that leather seats..and it had no back seat..wow what a sleek automobile..but their was more to this car the owner. I sprinted into the house eager to share with anyone about the find in the driveway, when I entered the kitchen and everyone was around this beautiful woman..needless to say I forgot about the car...I stood in awe as she spoke you could close your eyes and you felt like you were drifty on a cloud listening to her sweet southern accent, words and phrases like ..Well I do declare flowed out like sweet sunshine, on anyone else you would have thought it idiotic but when Colleen said it ...well it just seemed right. Double bonus as you opened your eyes and there she was long blond hair, California tan, and a pink sweater that held the biggest set of sweet breasts I ever seen, they were so big but like her voice they seemed just right...the cleavage would heave sweetly as she spoke --damn someone pinch me..is this a dream. Moving up to her neck was a pink Kerchief that I learned later she used to tie around her head as she drove her mgb we called them Hickey hiders, but I don't anyone would want to leave a bruise on this sweet peach. Wow EDWARD its about time you started hiring some good looking chicks...Unfortunately she was just passing through doing her College student placement. No one of the guys gave her any problems....(see Ed all you had to do was fill the house up with these cuties and you wouldn't have had the problems you did with your staff.) Time seemed to float buy when she was on...you actually looked forward to a staff shift change...there was this one time when she did pull me close...past the "no touch policy" implemented just for her..One eveing I was in the tv room and Colleen was In the staff office filling out the shift journal when a kid came running down the stairs yelling fight ...fight! He ran past me and into the kitchen..., the kid then ran back up stairs faster then he did coming down as if he would miss all the action in the attic....I went back to the tv room--seen and been in enough of those wasn't interested...just as I was about to sit down..Colleen was pulling on my shirt....I looked around and she said in her sweetest voice...she pleaded me to come upstairs with her...as she was scared...well didn't my balls grow ten fold...sure I said....I felt like a Knight going into battle with my princess on my arm....Well anyway we climbed up the stairs and she stopped before climbing the stairs to the attic...they were fighting alright..bang...boom..boop...f u you fing son of a bitch....she looked to me...you are coming up with me right..shaking her head as she answered for me....She slowly went up the stairs peering over the landing to catch a glimpse being ready for anything..she grabbed my shirt and pulled my right up to her butt..while her other hand grabbed the railing..she was choking me with my own shirt..but I had my face smushed right into her butt....hmmm, I could smell the sweetness, how could anyone smell this good...I bet my butt didn't offer this sent..I don't think anyone else's butt could...damn she was strong..I think I was nearing pass out as I had to grab her hand to loosen her grip on my shirt--she immediately grabbed my hand and hand in hand we reached the landing...she opened the door...and put my our hands behind her butt hiding the fact that she was holding my hand..my hand being squeezed of all the blood ...but hey it was on her butt again...take the good with the bad...With the door being open...the guys saw her and they stopped fighting..and started to yell out their stories he started ...no he did...they exchanged back and forth...they talked it out..and found out that any other guy took the guys shirt because he didn't have enough clothes to do a wash..(you couldn't just wash one shirt or one pair of pants--you had to have a full load--)so he just grabbed that guys clothes in his dirty clothes hamper to make a full load...oh..everyone breathed in unison..all was calm...Colleen and I went back downstairs...still clamping my hand...she got down the attic stairs and stopped ...she leaned against the wall...and to get her breath..she started to fan her face...trying to rush the air down into her lungs...her cleavage was pulsing up and down in erratic spasms..damn what a sight I thought...she finally caught her breath...Well I do declare, I am just plum tucker out...my heart is beating a mile a minute...........well it is..she added as if she thought I said it wasn't --she lifted my hand and put it up to her breast and said feel it beating....damn I all I could feel is her plump firm breaths as and her nipples piercing through her tight sweater from all the excitement...the only pulse I could feel was from my own member in my pants throbbing....I said no I can't feel your heart...she said in a huff...as if I just had to feel her heart ...she lifted her perky breast out of the way..and then placed my hand under it....damn well I did feel it.....it was beating a mile a minute just like she said...With that she let my hand go and we went back downstairs..she said I better write this up...and I went back to watching tv...Wow another adventure in Kennedy house the fun never stops.....After that I think the fight shook her up more then I thought as she decided to head out back home again...back to Georgia....Thanks for stopping by..and I could picture "the Beverly hillbillies show" as they are all out on the porch waving goodbye..we too were on the porch...Waving as she drove away...someone did the Uncle Jed line..."you all come back now ...Yaw hear..........................".