Snow had just fallen creating a winter paradise of sorts, blanketing the chicken coop, field, outdoor pool, and roof. I smiled parking the red truck i... the garage, life was good this fine Sunday evening! I grabbed my work bag and ran inside the house from the cold garage. I was on a mission after all; The guys would be over in an hour to play Pathfinder, our weekly tradition dating back to High School. Today was going to be even more chaotic than normal, there would be a new person joining us. ”We sat quietly for a couple of minutes until the phone rang. Even though I was expecting it, I jumped when the bell sounded. I got up and answered it.“Steve, this is Nancy Blanchard. I spoke with the police and told them that we’d found Kara and that she was safe and on her way home. I talked to Alan and he’s obviously not happy about this, but please bring her home tomorrow. We’ll have lunch ready for you at noon. You can eat and then head back to Chicago. We’re really grateful that you’re. She was, like the rest of the ‘slave’ girls, sprawled near the nose of the oval scout-form. This meant that all the Count had to do was open his eyes to get a great view at three of the finest human asses in the galaxy. But the upside was each of them got a chance to look out the front. And Tycho Bright and Ebony Noon were both looking impressed too, though they hid it better. I ambled over to the front and found, for the first time in my life, it was easier to look out a window then down at. My morning was even better when I got to the Gilmans. Both Pamela and Cathy were wearing skimpy shorts and shirts and their long limbs were slathered in sunscreen. They were both smiling, and Cathy was vibrating as they met me."Martin! We hoped you would be early! It's such a great morning! I got my new shoes and the water bottle. I am so looking forward to our hike!" Hi, Cathy! It's great to see you. Hi, Pamela, you look phenomenal, good enough to kiss," which I proceeded to do, ignoring the.