I found the man at last, and he was suffering from a shattered leg. Apparently, one of my bullets had ricocheted and hit him in the right leg just bel...w his knee. I could see the end of the bone sticking out of the wound, so I knew that he was bound to die of the wound. No Indian had the skill or the technology to treat such a wound! Something had happened to cause him to lose his rifle, so he was armed only with his knife.I approached him and kicked sand in his face. He had drawn his knife and. He placed his hand with a cloth on my right boob and brushed it with it. It was bit painful,, he pinched my nipples and also fingered me thoroughly till the end of my trip and finally I shouted at him saying stop. Lol.Then got to the next bus,when getting there my nipples were like rock hard and erected well. But seemed like none noticed it,,I went in to the middle and I kept my bag to the front, I felt something strange and someone started touching my big nipples.His hand came from both the. “But I’ve just had a couple drinks and I don’t give a shit.”She clapped her phone screen-side down on the bar and slid her empty glass slightly toward him like she was moving a chess piece.“Maybe if I have a couple more myself I won’t give a shit either,” she said.An hour later they were out in the parking lot, her back against the side of his car, Dale close up against her. Her black tights were pulled down her thighs halfway between the hem of her skirt and the tops of her boots. Her sweater. As I got older I came to you with questions that I now realise you could never answer and I had to go to Mom. I suspect that was when you realised I was growing up faster than you wanted me to, but that was something beyond both our control. I’m grateful that you took a step back and stopped thinking of me as a little child. I’ve left you my camera, the one you got me when I was ten, because I think you should use it. It must have cost an arm and a leg and needs to be used. Take it to some.