Our family didn’t talk with aunt because she married to John who didn’t belong from our culture. However, I was still very close to her. We would ...xchange emails frequently. She shared some of her vacation pictures with me too. It was obvious through those pictures that my aunty loved to show off her jism, in one of the pictures she was wearing bikini which hardly covered her nipples and her choot lips were clearly out lined through cloth. John was a professor at a university; he was in 40s a. Already, Pelle was gaining while Paulus whose horse was of a lesser breed fell behind. Behind them, Pelle heard the clash of weapons as the Birkenhain soldiers overwhelmed the abbot's companions with their pack horses. Pelle was not aiming for loot, however. His long-awaited revenge was near, and he would let nothing distract him.He was gaining steadily on the abbot whose horse was a magnificent animal but woefully overmatched with the weight of its rider. Already, it stumbled repeatedly in the. Chatting and telling a few jokes, they passed the time. As Jim got up to get replacement drinks, on his return to the table, he noticed CJ had her hand on Teds towel covered lap. Jim sat back down and took a big swallow of his beer. As Jim looked across table, into CJs eyes, a Cheshire Cat Grin covered her face. Jim noticed her arm was moving and he took another sip of his beer. After a five minutes or so, a glazed look came over Teds face and a sigh escaped his lips. After a big swig of his. They were really dumb or very inexperienced, because none of them had thought that I might be sneaking up on them. I probably gave them more credit than they deserved, but I stayed hidden just in case one of them might get in a lucky shot. I had inched into a slightly more favorable position before I opened fire. The shots from the .45 were deafening as they reverberated through the tunnel. I managed to fatally wound or kill all three men with only five shots triggered off as fast as I could.