It wasn't one I recognized."Hello?" Miss Craig? This is Detective Williams. I have some good news for you," he said. My heart started thudding in my c...est. "We picked up the man that was harassing the two of you." You've got him already? That's wonderful!" I gushed. "Thank God! So, it's safe to come back?" He isn't talking, and he seems to be working alone so I think it is safe enough for you to come back," he confirmed.I looked over at Keven and he was frowning and shaking his head. "Hang on,. ”“Well thank you Doc. I will go with you,” I said putting my hand on the back of his hand which was resting on the table. His hand turned over and gripped mine just as it was announced that dinner was ready and we could come and fill up our plates.“No one has to ask me twice to come to dinner,” Doc said as he stood and still holding my hand led me toward the kitchen.I was impressed that Doc showed no sign of embarrassment as he walked beside me with his peter giving away the fact that he was. One less hated Amos to deal with. The Simms-Amos feud has gone on so long nobody even remembered how it started, although rumor was that it had started over a jilted bride. Or maybe a stolen pig – Uncle Enos said that one was pretty much the same as the other. Maybe it didn’t matter at all. The cold of the Appalachian mountains seemed to breed feuds out of the thin, misty air. Ella had been thrilled to be picked to be the one to do the deed. All the men of the clan would make sure they were. All I saw was her thick thighs and massive breasts hanging out of her shirt. She had on cut-off denim shorts and a t-shirt. I gazed before she broke my attention by asking me to help with her luggage. I walked over and grabbed her bags and said, "Long time no see, huh?" She replied, "Last time I saw you was when you were 17." I'm now 25 and grew into a big husky man. She is 47, very thick thighs, a bubble butt, massive tits and blonde hair which makes her eyes really blue.I got her bags to her.