"You know what I haven't had in a while," I said. "A decent New Jerseypizza. I've been living off that Papa Johns poor imitation for the pastfew weeks..." Whoops. I said that last sentence out loud."What do you mean? But we had pizza yesterday," Ron said. "But we can doit again if you really want. It's your birthday." Great! Thank you" I said, not elaborating on my mistake. I took thewallet out of the backpack and deposited that in my locker. I slipped mylocker combination in my jeans pocket, and. “I am Eli Crow. I am from my mother, a Cherokee by birth and my white father, Ezra Crow, out of Missouri.”“Your friend, is he Indian too?”“No, but he is my brother and Moses Kidd’s brother.”“Then I have met three brothers this day, step down and let us talk about horses and white man dollars.“Why do you need one hundred Cheyenne horses when only three of you?”“We have made friends with the Chickasaw and we have purchased lands from them. They have no horses and we would like to help them.”“If. I was, in fact, prepared to give Charlotte Hamilton the Rush. I had intended to try to devote as much of my free January to her as humanly possible.Well. At least she had said to call her. I'd give her a day or two off and then call to ask about the following weekend. What's the worst that could happen? She could say no -- right?So that's what I did. I waited until Tuesday night, three whole days after our dinner date, and called. We had a nice conversation but sure enough, Charlotte told me. I had unloaded the biggest amount of cum that I had ever down and the pillow below me was drenched with cum. She pulled her strapon out of my ass and moved round beside me and layed on the bed still breathing heavily and that is when I got to she the monster she had been ramming inside me and god was it huge and thick, it must have been 14+ inches long and all I could think to myself was my ass will never be the same again but I was also glad because I had loved what she had done to me and I.