You complain that there’s a park just down the street, but I turn up the radio and sing along, effectively ignoring your protests. When we get there... the parking lot is deserted of all fellow picnickers and hikers (after all, what kind of nut goes to the park when it’s raining?) You follow me as I lead to the spot I picked out a few weeks ago, with a situation such as this in mind. It’s a small grassy clearing, just off the main trail, but it’s enclosed by trees so unless you were specifically. Not even close. Instead, her life--and the lives of those around her--seemed to be careening out of control. Ally desperately tried to figure out how everything started to unravel as she unlocked the door to her room.Kaija sat quietly on her perch, listening to some new age tunes and painting her toenails a gaudy bright red. "Hi, roomie," she smiled at Allison."Hey," Ally returned, giving a half-hearted wave. She walked over to the table between their beds and grabbed the student directory.. After about 5 minutes of this his cock was big and hard again so he demanded I get on my knees and crawl towards him begging him to let me suck his big paki cock again. My pussy was again running like a tap the insides of my legs were as wet as if I had taken a shower. I crawled to him putting on my best innocent little girl voice asking my master to let me suck his big paki cock. This must have hit the spot because as I got close to him he picked me up in his arms turned me around and bent me. It was gone with the wind when the bodies of the massacred settlers started being seen floating down river from the fertile valley that sustained a lot of folks in this region of the long chaotic State filled with desperate people from all walks of life.He had seen the battlefield out there in the Little Big Horn a few days after the Custer debacle and it seemed downright orderly in comparison. The sight of bodies face down in the fast moving water was a test of his already shattered nerves.