“Oh my God! You think Walter murdered Emily, don’t you!”“Is everything all right, Joe?” asked last night’s spokesman from across the room....��“Father O’Malley here reckons Walter killed Emily and buried her under the pond,” said Joe.“I didn’t say that,” I vainly protested as the crowd gathered round us again.“The timing’s right,” said one of the crowd.“I always thought there was something funny about that boy,” said another.“But Walter spent days on the moors searching for Emily,” said yet. At first I thought it might be Troy, ready to kill me. Then I saw the outline of a beard. It was him.I stepped forward into the moonlight.He looked at me, my bulging breasts and round tummy in the blue moonlight. And he started to walk forward."I wasn't sure if you were a dream," he whispered."Go get a blanket and meet me in that clearing," I said. "Then you'll find out." He did as I said and I disappeared back into the woods. I knew I could hide, now, I didn't have to do this, I could just try. And fuck yeah, I saw that gorgeous ass I have only imagined me fucking. She was an angel from the heavens, a goddess of a woman she was. Her perfect curves melted my heart and choked my breath as I undressed her slip-on dress. She had nothing underneath ss she was anticipating my arrival ND had already gotten herself ready for the fuck. I kissed her soft, tender lips and sucked her tight and round chimbu breasts, her nipples hardened on my every suck. As my hands ran a marathon on her curvious. The other girls--homely dogs, obese pigs, and ugly geeks--were viciously jealous of this sweet and beautiful girl. They decided to punish Luanne and make her innocent beauty a curse instead of something to be proud of. They would destroy her, making her a laughingstock and a public cunthole instead of "the prettiest girl at --- College." they began making plans the very day that Luanne showed up at their rush party.Day 1Luanne clapped her pretty hands with joy at being told she had been.