Once he had completed his survey of the square, he looked at the distribution of his twigs.There was definite concentration around one point, so he re...scanned these points, looking at the signal strength this time. For each relatively strong signal, he stuck a second twig beside the first, to give him a visual display of the results.He could see a specific spot where two sets of twigs were fairly close together, and stuck his garden trowel upright in the ground to pinpoint where he would dig.. I've been nibbling on my stockedsupply of carrots for too long. I need more! So, at least I thoughtI'd share some memories that I wrote last year (2016) for my tumblrpage. It's not long, but perhaps it will jolt me back into the free-spirited, fun-loving, and peppy gym bunny that I adore and wish todevelop within and without. Any words of encouragement would be greatlyappreciated. Like any good gym bunny, I thrive on positivity. :)(Note: the story line and characters might not make much. "I said, "We were in Oregon and were headed back to my home in Richmond, Virginia. Salt Lake was on our route and I wanted to stop and see the sights before heading on east. When we pulled up here, those three accosted us. Cathy got out before I knew it. She wanted to talk to people. She was being questioned. They were suspicious of us. They thought we might come from Dugout or something like that. You guys appeared and started shooting. Cathy was hit in the arm and I got out to pull her into. Her poor clit was so engorged it was protruding from between her nether lips. When she pleaded with Dad, he said that platinum blondes were slow to warm up — he was just being considerate. She said her cunt was hot enough to ignite asbestos and if he didn't do it right then, she was going to cut it off and do it herself! It was so funny."After looking at the ceiling thoughtfully she added, "You know what? I'll bet that was the night one of my siblings was conceived, too." Then with a little.