Apparently, the festival had started as a kind of counter-programming against some of the more famous Oktoberfests that dominated the region. Germans,...to the surprise of many, had settled across Texas in the mid-1800s and their influence was still strongly felt. Levall couldn't compete against them, so they held their big party in the spring.The parade started and Waylon bought a bag of hot peanuts while enjoying the sights. Half the fun was watching the parents and kids watching the parade.. "Right now, I'm in charge of your pleasure. This is all about you now." I felt a growing ache in my pussy. I was already horny from pleasuring her and she was intensifying my need to get fucked. I've always wanted to be dominated like this. We kissed for the millionth time that night and I knew I would never grow tired of her lips on mine. "We need to get this big shirt off of you, I wanna see those beautiful tits!" She pulled off my shirt and gasped at what she saw. "You're not wearing. She had her eyes closed tightly and she was muttering to herself. Praying.An anger started building in Will’s chest. He sat down and went to work. It was only twenty minutes later when he slid the map over to Timmonds. The man with the pistol leaned over Timmonds’ shoulder.“Well?” Timmonds asked his larger partner.“Looks good. Takes us around all the places we knew were going to be dangerous. There’s a few strange turns, but we can have someone do a fortune telling on the route to know for. 280, though, didn't he?" Yeah. His average was fine, but the kid's a banjo hitter, and he's got that sweet stroke, and he's just wasting it! He's denying it, and just poking at the ball. He thinks he's Arkansas' answer to Ichiro Suzuki, or the second coming of Josh Brennan. God, Zeke, let Josh hit singles for us! Tough Shit should be good for 30, 35 homers, with that stroke." He's not that big," I pointed out. I figured Williams to be maybe 5-9, 180, soaking wet."Ernie Banks was, like 180.