I've been camping one, maybe two times since you left. It's just not the same without you to pick on me around the fire. We haven't been out on the fo...r wheeler either, I kinda miss my skinny little passenger. I haven't been out fourwheeling either, that was supposed to be "our day" we had planned, that never happened. The last three years, I've more or less kind of existed. Sure, I've tried to move on, find a new relationship, but, something always falls apart, or gets in the way. Distance,. The few other passengers on the local train, watching as he tottered to a seat, may have felt some concern for him. Sallow faced and feeble he was truly a candidate for public sympathy.Sitting back in his seat, as the carriage doors closed, and the train jerked into motion on its circuitous route, old Harry Dayton, felt a spark of weird excitement. This would be his first journey on this line for many, many years. Once it had been his, daily, mode of travel, and he was pleased that he was close. The bright sunlight revealed the sheer see-through red cloth, and you could plainly see her dark pubic hair underneath. Tara looked down at her crotch. “Yeah, well, I wasn’t expecting to use them as a swimsuit,” she said. Then she looked at my wife’s crotch. “But at least I shave my bikini line!”I glanced at my wife and saw that her thick, long brown pubic hair was sticking out on either side of her panties where it grew out on her inner thigh.My wife got a little embarrassed. “Eh…no one. After driving to a secluded shack, he forced her inside and in no time had the terrified girl completely tied-up, laying on an old couch-ripping her halter top off and removing her Nikes in the process. The man simply stood over his captive prize and watched her squirm. As she struggled helplessly, her enormous melons bounced and danced wildly, to her captor’s delight. Besides the size of her breasts, Christina had extraordinarily long puffy nipples mounted on pinkish-brown areolas that spread.