Lara tried remembering the sister’s name but could not. She heard a rustling at the screen door and saw Jonathan there smiling.He cupped his hands a...ound his mouth and yelled, “You better hurry quick, Mary Louise! I hear the horses!”Lara gasped, recognizing the name. She looked across the room above the mantle of the fireplace and saw a framed cross-stitch that read “Dewey”. It was also Mark’s last name. Her eyes darted towards the newspaper on the table in front of her. It looked ancient. She. The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of the blessings. The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of misery. -- Winston Churchill20. The only difference between a tax man and a taxidermist is that the taxidermist leaves the skin. -- Mark Twain21. The ultimate result of shielding men from the effects of folly is to fill the world with fools. -- Herbert Spencer, English Philosopher (1820-1903)22. There is no distinctly Native American criminal class, save Congress.. An absolutely cute twink, no older than 18 appeared from behind a bush. He was only wearing shorts. he was a little dirty, and the soles of his feet were black. I knew instantly he was like me, and was a closet case nudist."Yeah, its great" I replied back, still feeling unsure of his intentions."This is my favorite place to do exactly that. The mud here is always so perfect" he walked up towards me. "Mind if I join you?" Please do" I said, getting excited. My mind started to race as he sliped. "I could have used Jeff today." "Where is Jeff?" Erica asked. "I thought you said he stayed here." "He does. But he's up in town doing some buying for me this week. He'll be back." Erica felt his eyes on her and she blushed red. She had Betty's trousers and tank top on. Betty's panties had been too large and her bra too small so Erica wore neither. She knew he could see the outline of her nipples through the tank top."Come here," he said.She walked to him."Kiss me," he commanded.She bent down.