Rosina raced Teddy right up to them, pulled him into a skidding stop, the horse laying back on his haunches a bit as if he was a trained quarter horse... Rosina flew off the slowing horse, landed on her feet into a run straight at Dan. She was white-faced and disheveled. ‘It’s Kip,’ she screamed, thudding into Dan who’d braced himself and his arms slammed around her. ‘Have you shot him?’ ‘No oh god no, you would have killed me,’ Rosina panted. ‘I didn’t take a gun because I don’t shoot from the. I got my tongue on his hole and started licked and sucking on it. i got my tongue up in it and started lick around it again. i slowly stuck my finger in his hole. i only got just the tip in and then he said im cumming and he stood up straight. when he was done i asked if i could keep rimming him. he said yes. then i said can i try fucking him with my finger. he said yes. so i went back to rimming him until his hole was wet and started loosening up. i got my finger on his hole again and started. He's usually, a pretty funny guy. There were no laughs today, though." Lighten up, Dave! Sure, he wasn't telling any jokes, that's true, but he didn't try to scare us, or anything." Listen, Toni, did your grandma, really teach your father about everything, like our Dad said?" Well, we weren't there, so all we have is the story, third hand, from Mom; and Daddy's actions, to judge by. He, himself, never told us, about his mother." We believe it, though. Daddy couldn't have behaved the way he did,. Why? Because I don’t want to waste one second of my precious time off. Some people live to work, but I’m the opposite. I work to live. The way I see it, life is meant to be enjoyed, not wasted on 12-hour workdays, seven days a week, making money for some anonymous corporation or rich asshole living on a private island.When I left for my walk the sun was already up, obviously, which seemed odd to me. Usually I walk in the dark, before sunrise, unless it’s right after one of those goofy time.