" They did that, and I reloaded the empty chamber.I picked up my rifle, but I kept them covered with my shotgun. I had them pick up their dead friend ...nd lead me to their horses. I kept them covered while they tied his body to his horse. I had them mount and I used piggin' strings to tie their hands to their saddle horns. I tied their feet together out of their stirrups by leading the rope under the horse's belly. That left them kind of hangin' in their saddles with no support from the. When Mom died, I was a budding violinist. The night they buried her, I locked the door to my room and I played my violin, every sad song I could work up, and that night I determined that I was not doing credit to her memory with that level of skill. Love, yes. But something clicked and I decided that those evenings that Mom sat there as my beginner's screeches slowly turned into identifiable music, those evenings that she sat through my recitals, I didn't have much to give back to Mom, but. And we banked another one during our morning shower.My girlfriend was impressed with my yard-tending skills and suggested that maybe her place could benefit? Like I was going to refuse?We’d been invited over to Lucas and Maya’s place for Sunday lunch. They live out at Porter Ranch, nestled in the hills of the northwest San Fernando Valley, just north of the 118 freeway. With the quieter weekend traffic, only twenty minutes from my place. It would be good to get to know Mel’s agent and his wife. (i didn’t reply her, and she was getting much hot)She- ok! I am wearing a t-shirt with a brown colored bra and skirt with matching color panty. Now happy?I- yes… Wow, matching lingerie, haan??She-yes, unlike other girls, i don’t like different colors, i am very particular about my under garments, i always wear matching.I-ok.. What is the color of your breast and nipples?She- obviously it would be fair like my body as i am fair and my nipples are light brown.I- what about your pussy? Is it pink.