Remember them bees...well they got riled up and came after us. It was hot, we were stuck, and the damn bees were trying to eat us. Have you ever seen ... fired up, pregnant RED HEAD? Oh Shit you don't wantto either, she slapped at me for being so stupid, she cussed me, ran away screaming flailing her arms running for home, remember the bees? Well they were buzzing all around her and I guess she was scared as well as pissed. Remember that long road on Feather River Blvd.? well they had a wreckerat. Mr. Johnson had a pair of black labs who loved attention. The girls were petting them when Mr. Johnson came out of the barn leading a big chestnut mare and a charcoal gray gelding, both saddled and ready to go. Ariel thanked him and the girls mounted up on the horses, riding out down the road to the trail to go to the cabin.Forty-five minutes later, they turned into the clearing. Jack was on the roof of the cabin, pounding in some nails to hold the shingles on, and Andy was climbing down the. Each table had a man seated at it facing the lone man. Carol finally realized where she was, she was in a court room! Not only that, she was the defendant!"How do you plead?" Carol heard the judge say. She tried to speak and could not respond through the gag. Carol looked her defense attorney with desperate eyes. He nodded down to the table. Every woman that went on trial was assumed to be right handed, if the Public Defender couldn't read what she wrote, then that was too bad. She scribbled. Thank you to all the readers!Let me come to the story. After I posted my first story, I received a lot of feedback appreciating my story on email and hangouts. There were many feedbacks from female readers as well one of which was from Rashmi. Her feedback caught my eye and I replied instantly and we started texting on hangouts. We chatted about my story and she appreciated it.About her: Rashmi, 38-34-36, 5 ft, aged 42, chubby with a wheatish complexion and huge boobs. She was from Thane and.