The pond was not really a pond, as much as a watering hole that was built on the edge of their family farm. It actually ran across the property line b...tween their farm and the one to the North, and both farmers maintained it. 2 small wind-powered pumps provided the water, and Linda was surprised to see fish jumping in it when we pulled up just as the sun was setting.“Oh yea, those are Mosquitofish. Almost everybody who has a pond out here has them, it's a natural way to keep the pests under. I told him that I had planned on bringing it to the house. Mr peters said that no one was home and to stop on by.I got out of my car and headed to the front door. I seen it was just barely open and walked in. I said hello and looked around the livingroom. I didn't see anyone there or in the kitchen. I set his card on the table and headed for the steps. I could hear the tv playing and walked to Mr Peters room. I looked in and saw the video playing and him laying on the bed stroking his. He wondered what it would be like to take this lively little chick and bury his bone to the hilt inside her tight little hole. What kinds of sounds would she make? Would she just moan or would she trash talk while her cunt was ravished? What would it be like to have her mouth slide down on him and swallow is seed? Would she be able to give him an anal fuck like her older sister had so eagerly done a few months ago? Would he go to jail if he ever got caught? He was in the middle of all these. ”“Right.” he nodded.“Well you have to be the biggest bunch of slow learners I’ve ever had to beat some sense into at one time!” he yelled, and cast his magic mass beating again.“Wow! Now that was a spell!” he marveled. “I got almost three billion of ‘em with it that time!”The attacks did not resume. The air gradually cleared of smoke and debris and visibility was restored, revealing Zarkog floating some two hundred yards away. Only after they had seen and recognized him did he drop his.