The night he asked me to marry him even though I turned him down as I Didn,t love him enough for marriage I felt sorry for him and almost let him fuck...me, but managed to control myself. When I told Angie about Nigel asking me to marry him she laughed, “Why don,t you do to Nigel what Indo for Neil and suck his cock?” she suggested. I was horrified. “You Suck his Penis?” I gasped. In those prudish days I wouldn’t, even call a penis a cock or a vagina a pussy and Didn,t like the word “fuck” even,. “Knowing our shared love for the team, I had planned on giving you this, just as a reminder of our time together. While I didn't think we would be able to get tickets to the game, knowing the Cards would be in town today, I had planned on us going to Wrigleyville and watching the game in a sports bar. I knew you would look great in this.” “Damn, Dave you are so thoughtful. Yes, this is it; the very cap I had seen. I love it!” She put the cap on and fished her ponytail through the back of the. I paid him sixty-five dollars for the pair. I guess I was feeling flush from the gold ore I had, but I still had forty dollars in gold left.The mares were a good match for each other and for Bob. I named them Blue and Star. I bought some harness for them, and several bags of feed grain.I had them pull the wagon for part of the day every day and by the time I got back to the wagon (still untouched) they were a good working pair.I hitched up the horses to Harrison's wagon, tied them up to the. When the waiter arrived, the couple resumed a look of absolute normalcy, though Lola pressed her legs firmly together to ensure that her moist vagina was covered. The waiter handed them the menus, told them the specials of the night, and asked if they had drink orders. Lola’s partner ordered them each a glass of Pinot Noir. When the waiter returned to take their orders, Lola’s partner looked at her with anticipation. As expected, she ordered a salad, as anything more would have the effect of.