His skill and obsession with turkey hunting was legendary even beyond the legends told of his rascality.Land ownership and property lines had no meani...g or bearing on him when he was hunting turkeys, which caused him no small problems with the local game wardens.He hunted bobcats and coons only because they threatened the proliferation of his beloved turkeys. And that is where our story begins. So set back and let Mr.Buddy tell you his story."Ah Hell boy, lemme see, back round 46 or 47, Hell I. A well-known mall in Chennai city. The time was decided and I planned to leave the hostel at 10.30ish.She texted me that she will reach the mall by 11.30 or 12 noon. I rented a bike (the local busses suck in Chennai) and reached the mall by 11.30ish. I parked my bike and texted her whereabouts. She told me she is about to reach and will reach in 10-15 minutes.I just said okay and I entered the mall and went inside a bookshop there. Finally around 12 she texted me that she is inside the mall. I. "Jake, this is my bunkmate Kathy, not only does she love cock as much as Beth and I do, she's a natural redhead." Have you fucked a real redhead yet, Jake?" Beth asked as she slid her hand through the waistband of the boys shorts so she could grip his small but already erect penis."Not yet," Jake admitted as he reached up to grab Kathy's hips and pull her so she was sitting in front of her. "Hi Kathy, do you really want to fuck me?" I sure do," Kathy said with a broad grin as grabbed the hem of. She poured out her sweet tan angel hands to me, waving, her sexy faint European smile glittering under the hot sun. I go home and fantasize about her, my first ejaculation yet to come... I bathe in the cool waters under the bride, letting sweet nothing angels whisper in my head, guilt for the small fat black haired woman I feared to date in shameful self-image. Each day, I would stare on and on, into the heavens, waiting for that angel to come down. I aggressively, then tenderly, called for her.