Usne kaha jab main thume call karu tabhi tum aana.maine uske kahe anusar hi kiya usne agle din mujhe subha-subha call kiya aur kaha sahi mauka hai aa ...ao darling, mai darling sun kar aur josh me aa gaya aur socha chut aur bhut kismat walo ko hi milte hai mai uske ghar 5min. me pauch gaya, jab mai waha jaa ke door bell ring ki to usne door khola aur mai ander chala gaya jab hum uske bedroom me gai tu maine gaur kiya ke usne aapne salwar nahi phane thi to maine usse pucha ke tumne aapne salwar. It was a 1930's era John Deere and it was beautifully restored and painted in its trademark green and yellow. I wasn't really paying attention to anything but the tractor when I heard a familiar voice."Hi, Mr. Nelson."I turned toward the voice and saw Jana standing there, dressed in gingham, and looking every bit the farm girl from decades ago."Hi, Jana. Is this your tractor?" My dad's. My grandfather once owned it, and Dad restored it. He's very proud of it." He should be. It looks. We all will be. But you deserve it, for all the trouble you caused. To everyone involved.”The last sentence hit hard.“She insinuates I am responsible for Vivian’s death.” Donna thought silently as they crossed the river again. Did the damn river run everywhere?“If I involve anyone, that person’s life, my families’ life’s, all will be in danger. I can’t tell anyone anymore. Not for now.”She felt trapped. She was trapped again, she knew.“Why is she so angry at me, why is she out to get me?” she. Just then we hear rummaging in the woods and we both stopped to look. Imagine my shock and horror when dad emerged from the woods. I stared at him in absolute fright as I didn't know what to say. There was his beautiful busty wife on her knees in front of her son with his dick in her hand. Oh, and the only piece of clothing between both of them was a tiny thong. "What the hell's going on here?" Dad said in a tone that was hard to gauge how angry he was. "Oh honey I'm glad you are here...".