He put an arm around my shoulders as I cried and we walked on for a while together, leading the horses. The day was crisp and the leaves crunched unde... our feet. Dad took a deep breath."What's in your kit, son?" What do you mean? My saddle bags? Canteen and a poncho. There might be an energy bar. Are you hungry?" I asked. Dad laughed."After the food this weekend, I don't dare be hungry for a long time. No. It was something my best friend Darnell used to say to me. Once we were walking along a. Although it was supposed to be farming country, the land looked parched.Then Brad remembered something he had read awhile back. There had been water problems affecting the area: The supply of irrigation water had been sharply curtailed and many farms had had to be abandoned.Leaving the paved farm road, they made a right turn onto a gravel road and followed it for more than a mile. At that point, the road made a sharp right turn around a large outcropping of rock. Kim had been driving slowly on. "Now before you crank that unit up, we have one more thing to hook up. Please get the weights."Sarah retrieved two weights of 1lb from the bottom of the trolley table and brought them over to Lisa, who made sure the full length of the metal torture tube was inside Daphne's pussy by using her fingers to keep it in place. "Just hang them from the top loops of the chain, then get two more."The assistant hung the first weight from the chain loop closest to the tube's eyelet. "Feel that, cunt?" Lisa. I'm 5'8" and I have an ample set of jutting breasts and a well proportioned ass. My hair is the same as my Mom's – red, though wavy. Much of my character I inherited from Dad's Irish side, while my physical qualities I got from Mom. This story that I'm about revealing to you is stuff I've had hidden inside my diary for a long while. I don't know how I came to forgot about my having written it when it happened even though the memory remains very fresh in my thoughts. I hope you will bear with me.