Once I was satisfied that the woman would be unaware of my snooping, I left camp and began walking upstream.Unfortunately I missed the arrow I had lef... lying on her bed.After a short ways the thought occurred to me that if she decided to come back right away she would run right into me and I thought it would be best to observe her for a time before actually trying to make contact.I crossed the river at another shallow area and climbed the hill on opposite side to the woods. I continued. He became concerned and walked over to the car. He noticed that Linda's eyes were now open and she looked very strange. He asked her if she was okay, and Linda replied that she had been shot in the back of the head and had been holding her brains in for over an hour.The husband called the police and the paramedics, who broke into the car because the doors were locked and Linda refused to remove her hands from her head. When they finally got in, they found that Linda had a wad of bread dough on. ”There was no logical explanation for Dee Cartwright’s change of line; except maybe that she is a woman. Maybe I should have challenged her on those two points, but I was on the warpath again and only just controlling my temper. Actually I hardly noticed them at the time, probably putting those slight breaks in her diatribe down to Dee Cartwright’s own emotions being high and her not thinking ahead about what she was actually saying.“What choice did I have?” I retaliated, “I couldn’t do my job. Lucy catches her breath at the sight of her daughter’s chest. Those large nipples of hers are just begging to be licked and kissed. Brea lets her breasts jiggle for several long moments before continuing with the strip show. But Lucy can’t stand the tension any longer and removes her blouse, setting her breasts as free as her daughter’s. She caresses her own breasts in response to the heat that Brea’s show is generating in her. When her eyes close when she is pulling on her nipples, Brea.