Candace was a stay at home mom and it fell to me to see to it that the money for the mortgage, car payments, furniture payments, money for braces for ...he kids, etc., etc., kept coming in. It didn't matter how much I made, it was never enough. Candace, while not necessarily greedy, never the less had an endless list of things we just had to have; tuition fund for the kids so they could go to college, a patio off the back of the house so we could entertain, new carpet because the old was showing. Badger Girl’s real name was Margaret Hatcher and she was the widow of a cavalry captain slain at the burning of Fort McDonald down below the existing border. She had no real sense of grief over her loss because the captain was a rough sort of fellow that valued his whiskey and his cards a lot more than his acquired by contract wife. Margaret had not been wooed or romanced before the wedding and she received precious little love after she had the ring on her finger. She knew that the sly officer. Lacy underwear was always visible down her blouse and the gap between her tits was wide, not tight, a bit sweaty but both knockers were very low slung and swayed a lot. Jim hated her confiding in me, but it wasn’t confiding, just companionship I guessed and I had a lot more common sense than him as well ... kind of more practical, doing to the odd job if the infamous Ralph wasn’t around to change a plug or fit a light bulb.I tried to concentrate on my English text book, hearing the TV. Afterwards, she turns back to you and trots onward towards her destination, leaving you a smile and a lovely view of her full-figured, rubenesque body once more as she parts ways with you, hoping to meet again soon. A day that'll be more than worth the time with a large beauty like her. Now as one would bed with her after a good hot meal with desert and a night out on the town; the kiss from her full-thick, DSL lips would be the first notion on her gifted charms splashing you with nothing.