Callie fought her memories and rocked back and forth. The sadness she hadfought for days hit her all at once and she couldn't stop crying. She wasob...ivious to the stares and soon began wailing repeatedly,"It's all my fault. I should have known. It's all my fault, I should haveknown, IT's ALL MY FAULT!"The crowd scattered knowing there was little they could do to help thegrief stricken girl. Only her mother dared approach.She put her arm around her daughter and whispered in her ear. "It's. She told me that I looked really nice, and that made me feel proud of my body. She commented on how tan I was and who nice my mucels looked. Then she started with a sponge and ran it along my chest and then got on her knees and slowly started to soap up my hard dick. She lightly stroked it a few times and asked if it hurt, she said that anything that hard would probably hurt, and that she could probably make it feel better for me. I said, "yes Aunt Linda." She smacked my ass hard and told me. As the men sat in front of their saddles, looking down at the floor between their feet – each one lost in his own thoughts – Eli stood silent for at least a minute before he began to speak. He too was still searching for the right words, having chased his thoughts through his mind for most of the day, trying to get his head together enough to make this talk.Now the time had come for the marshals to let their future plans be known to the others. Standing before them deep in thought, he let his. When that inevitable break-up occurred, Renee came home. It was a Friday night and I was on my second beer when she walked into the house and announced that it was over. She told us how rotten her husband was, etc. etc. and that she had walked out on him.Even though Michelle had often made her threats, I was totally surprised when she told Renee that she wasn't welcome to come and live with us.That was when my wife and I had our blow-up. I just couldn't see my daughter trying to find a place to.