Sharon is seething with repressed sexual desire but is prim and proper onthe outside.I decided Sharon would have dark brown medium length hair, unders...atedmake up, and wear glasses. I took some pictures in a conservative graybusiness suit and posted them and filled out the profile data.I winked at my three possibilities and two of them responded. I set upmeetings on successive nights. Both were set for public places. The firstguy was named Jim and I met him at South Station in Boston. He was. She moaned lightly.W-What are you doing, Ken? She asked in a childish voice.Just giving you kisses, is that so bad?No.. I just.. She tried to say as I began to kiss her more.Nothing was going to stop me. I inched my hand down her side and laid my hand on her soft stomach, slowly running it up her shirt, feeling her breast in my hand. Her nipples were hard. I knew it. She wanted it.. I lift her shirt over her head, throwing it on the ground. I sit there staring at her innocent body sitting on. If I shoot the female, will he come after me? For that matter, if I don't kill her instantly, will she attack? She doesn't have any tusks, but the way she's chomping on those roots she's digging up, she could bite a hand off in a heartbeat, and I imagine an arrow stuck in her would fire up her temper if she didn't die instantly.In the end, he decided on a head shot with his crossbow, hoping the bolt would penetrate the animal's skull. Problem was, she kept moving her head as she rooted for. It was somewhat surprising that a number of the females and even small children went with the renegade braves when they jumped the reservation, but in retrospect Sam could understand their logic in thinking this would most likely be their final showdown with the white man.Of course, they had butchered the corrupt government man Agent in a horrible way almost too vivid to describe to normal-thinking people. Let it suffice to say that parts of his anatomy were relocated to other areas and that.