When you come in here, you get to fuck whatever hole you can find," Béla said. "That's the rules of the Target Club. There are no rules. Except for '...o fighting over the nooky'!" God," Jake whispered, his voice filled with awe at the sensations raging through him.Placing his hands on Béla's cum-slicked breasts, he felt his way down the curves of her body – her slippery-sticky ribs, her slender but well-muscled waist, moving one hand around to the front of her stomach and down toward her pelvic. 50, just in case. The shotgun proved quite capable of taking anything they encountered up to and including elk, given close range opportunities.Nita loved gardening and worked tirelessly in our garden. Eight weeks after planting the garden we started picking squash and beans. They were a wonderful addition to our food supply.The fall berries started coming in and we picked and ate and dried many to carry us through the winter. We weren't the only ones that liked the berries though. We were all. As she came along side Matt she found she was right.She hit Matt in the chest with one of the blankets that she didn't know she picked up to get him to take it."Matt, take this and stay with one of the kids. Don't let them move around. Put the blanket over them to help keep them from going into shock or worse." Good thinking Karen," Jen said, "Look for injuries but don't move the kids. If the kid is bleeding really bad, give a yell and Cathy or I will come and help you." Oh ok, I can do that,". Then I heard it. The truck was pulling up. Oh my heart was about ready to come out of my chest. I pulled my hair into a lose side pony and went back to the living room to watch my show. Uncle Kenny came in quietly and I tried to ignore him. He asked me to turn down the tv because Ashley was sleeping but I said she would be fine. In my head I wanted her to fall asleep to the tv being a little louder because then it would be a little easier if I ever got my courage to be with him. He asked me to.