”Inside was the picture of a smiling, dark-haired man wearing a 1970s leisure suit. He was leaning against a tree with white blossoms. “What is th...s?”“It’s a Partridge in a Pear Tree.” Joey grinned.“A what?”“Oh, come on! That’s David Cassidy. Keith Partridge? The Partridge Family? Geez, TV here sucks! He’s sitting in a pear-blossom tree.”“I see.” Seto sipped his coffee. “Very cute. I guess you aren’t woolgathering every day.”Joey grinned and poured himself a glass of orange juice.Day 2 -. I find myself agreeing with Mary, "I feel free out here. It seemed like I never really fit in when I lived in the cities." The events in Kansas seem like they happened to someone else, but I know that we cannot stay hidden from them forever. I want to tell Mary I love her but I'm afraid of what will happen when someone does find us.Jim came by today and we talked about the cattle and the range conditions. "Someone's asking about you in town" he told me. "You planning on leasing your land for. From behind, one could almost see all the way between the juncture of her thighs, it was so short. Had she sat down in it, it would have ridden up above her waist. A white blouse, unbuttoned nearly to her navel, did little to contain the marvelous globes riding high on her ribcage, and the rouge she'd applied to her nipples was, I fear, a bit too much. But who was I to complain. She wore a three inch velvet choker with a small charm on it that I remember buying for her one evening in London.. The feeling of my bare tits mashed against his sweaty bare chest and the roughness of his shorts grinding against my swollen clit while we danced was amazing! His hands felt so good on my tits and on my skin as they went down to my ass and cunt! Then he spun me around and bent me forward like you like Samuel to do to me and he ground into my ass! And you know what happened?Just like my tits pop out of my top when I rub them on Samuel, his Big Black Cock must have popped out of his pants because.