.. and Tara, about, and should our paths ever cross in the future; then I'll let the bugger know exactly how annoyed I really am about that. But there...s little else about that relationship I wish to hear about." But..." Ottilie. Did you love him?" Well, I suppose I sort-a thought I loved him for a while. But I knew I didn't love him in the same way or anything like as much as I'd always loved you. When I agreed to marry Bill, I liked him, but that's about all. And Tara needed a father!"I. Into the Barn we go. The air is moist and chill against my nipples, no matter the spoke on season's wheel. Organic and rich, the scents repel and beggar submission to that which is before and behind. Into the Barn, deep inside. To where the light does not reach, the dust is not stirred, the a****ls cannot see. My muscles, tense and rigid, body straight and erect, he leads behind relaxed and jandering. Away from prying eyes though all can see. God and Nature both can see my nakedness, my. It was a real chore getting her up the stairs. At the top of the stairs she fell forward and I tried to make her crawl the rest of the way. That’s when Chief came up behind her and licked her panty covered crotch. She stopped moving and moaned. He licked her a few more times, more moaning. Chief started a low growl. I knew what that meant and moved back to remove her panties. Chief mounted her and started thrusting. His dog dick was stabbing at her but he had trouble connecting. I lined up is. I saw it in her eyes. I saw everything in her eyes. She smiled at me and touched my cheek.Zargoff met us for dinner at the same restaurant. He was stunned to see me with such a beauty on my arm, but I introduced them. “Zargoff, this is Miss Anna Maria Petrov. She hails from St. Petersburg. We met ages ago and touched base last night since I was in country. We go way back. Way, way, back. Anna, this is Mr. Zargoff.”“No, Chuck. Zargoff is first name. Or more like nick name for you.