Normally a herd pays a toll of eight or nine-cents per head for crossing Indian land. Twice we paid ten-cents but never anything as costly as eleven. ... wondered if my rudeness had cost us dearly because this was an outrage.“You pay eleven-cents or you cannot cross safely,” the translator said adamantly. The callous look in his eyes led me to believe this was neither a bluff nor a negotiating tactic. This seemed to be his final price.“At eleven-cents per cow we’d have to pay a total of...” I. Our sex life isstill as active but different. I suppose that if I can't satisfy Jen anymore, she will have to find solace elsewhere. I won't be able to hold itagainst her. I will be very sad though.(I am not going anywhere. I love you and we can adapt together. There arealways dildos. Love Jen)October 27th 2012Went for a run this morning and shortly afterwards took Jen with me toget some sports bras. She persuaded me to get some plain cotton bras towear the rest of the time. She wanted me to. Men will be fantasizing about my tits, my ass, my pussy. They’ll want to fuck my bald pussy. They’ll cheer me on.” Susan thought to herself, And they’ll pay me good money for me to do just this to them. Susan kept her dialogue going, “I’ll move my body for them, shaking my booty for them. They will be throwing money on the stage for me.” Susan thought, Those studs will empty their wallets for a chance at this hot pussy. Susan teased Mike, “I’ll be in sexy lingerie, showing off my body,. "said Bob."Sometimes these things take time. I will promise thee that wishes threethere be upon the release of me." said the Leprechaun."I will agree to release you when you promise, that you will implement mywishes when I make them or as fast as you can make them happen, but nodelays. Is this your promise?" Bob demanded."Aye, wishes three as fast as it can be is the promise of me." replied thesmall fellow.Bob, let go of the little guy and watched in amazement as he made his goldfilled pot.