Almost ... killed! It wasn’t nothing! Now, everyone in town will be asking me for the story, and I don’t know what to tell them!”“Say the cake...was delicious,” Al suggested, grinning as he entered the kitchen for some plates. “A little humor is wonderful for diffusing difficult situations.”Amanda growled and turned on her daughter. “What about you? What do you have to say for yourself?”“Well, it was a bit more involved. Al was in a hurry to leave, fearing I’d take too long if we dawdled. You. “Yes ... yes ... I’m sure. What should I do?” Excellent! From Madison’s inspired first pose, this was working out better than I had expected.“Well,” I said as I tried to look slightly confused, “why don’t you try that first pose that Madison did. I think that might work for you.” I knew that pose would be an absolute killer with her voluptuous young body. “Okay ... stand and turn with your back towards me,” I said as I brought the camera up to my eye with her round curvy ass pointed towards me.. They sat, sipping coffee that Vera had provided earlier and making small talk for the first five minutes. Tex got the immediate impression from Bill that Zena was a very important person in his life, and with his unfortunate experience with Marion, something special was required. He would wait for Bill to fill him in."Zena, why don't you fill Tex in on Roger Traubel. Just tell him what you told me on Saturday night," Bill finally said, getting down to business.Zena retold the story of her. The woody was not shaped like a normal member. At about a hand and half long, it grew from the rounded tip to about four fingers wide around the middle, tapering down to about two fingers wide at the base. The Queen's scream when Max lifted her was making more sense. With another look at a still grinning Anderson, she put her foot in the stirrup and pulled herself up, settling behind the woody while she got her other foot set in. She reached under her kilt as she stood, positioning she soaked.