The three girls were bigger than I was so I did the smart thing and started to run. I hadn't gone more than three or four steps when a shove in the ba...k had me face down in the snow.I struggled to my hands and knees, spitting out a mouthful of snow and trying to wipe my face. Maybe I should have stayed down, but I got to my feet. Jenny's friends, now to either side of me, grabbed my parka at the shoulders. One of them reached down and grabbed a handful of snow and shoved it inside my jacket. He's the author of "Conflicted," one of this site's most popular series.I simply had to write down my thoughts on what happened last night, though I really wasn't intending on submitting something this short as a story. The thing is, after I also sent this same e-mail to another friend - a perpetually wet and fiery vixen from Canada named Anna - I was given a stern warning that she would hunt me down and slap me silly if I didn't post it here.Because I would prefer my hot-blooded redheaded. Not too spicy. A hint of milk. I'd say it's La Mesa butter from Lakeside cream, probably a July 1965 vintage. Very good."I reached over and messed Jaz's hair as he was giggling.Mom came over with the bacon and started piling it on our plates. She put that pan away and did the same with eggs. She seemed to have a better appetite than most mornings.The food was fantastic. The bacon was from the half pig we had in the freezer, the bread was from Dudley's bakery in Ramona and the eggs had been laid. Her feet were dainty and pretty and her pussy was small, downy and soft. A soft light patch of downy hair was just starting to appear on her rounded mons. Her soft pussy lips below where bald, wet reddened and swollen wide open. He knew what he had to do."Lois?" he asked, moving toward the bed."Oh, Neil! Ohhhh... ohhhh, noooo! Jesus what are you doing in here?" she cried out, unable to control herself.She couldn't face him. She was so secretly in love with him... now she had shown him what she.