M." I told her that I got it and would be there on time. Then I said I had to go because I heard my parents at the front door. She said okay and hung...up.At dinner that night my Mother asked me what my day had been like. I had anticipated the question and had an answer for her. "I walked over to the school and played a game of basketball with some k**s there." Both my parents thought that was a great thing to do. Dad though kept up with his Dad theme, "Just be sure you don't wind up getting. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher Aufregung und Neugierde die Riemen und öffnete den Band.Ich war. “Well thank you very much for being the gentlemen and walking me home anyway, John.” Lilly fixes me a smile and looks into my eyes before leaning towards me with pursed lips. Initially she kisses my cheek, but on pulling away, she pauses once more in front of my face. We both hesitate as if trying to read each other’s thoughts. I’m wondering if she’s just felt my hardness pressing against her as we cuddled, but slowly, without any words, Lilly leans in to me again...Wow! The feeling of another. “If I join you, will you do the same thing to me that you did to Emma in the tub yesterday?” Belle asked nervously.“It depends,” I replied. “Are you planning to stay with us, or return to the wagon train?” I asked.“I want to stay with Emma,” she said nervously.“If you stay here, your selection of potential husbands will be very limited,” I warned.“I know. I talked to Emma earlier. I think I have a solution, though,” she said, blushing deep pink.She continued when I remained silent. “When I.