"What the hell?" Key snapped realizing the snap over flap concealed ... nothing."Hey!" She continued instantly seizing and opening the room's door."Wh...t's the big idea giving me a gun belt and no gun?"The Tanzuru stationed outside merely blink, almost as if not understanding."With apologies madam." He intoned with a slight bow, reaching into his sash."Your weapon was indeed sent along, I merely forgot its delivery." Fantastic!" Key snapped. Snatching the bag then uncharitably closing the. Each summer I would come to spend time at her graveside. On her birthday, I would spend the day at the cemetery just hanging out and spending time with a memory of a time spent together. Cancer had taken her life and the future we had planned on sharing. I was coming to say goodbye to Cindy. It was becoming the hardest thing I had yet to do in my young life. With the rental car secured, I drove to the nearest liquor store. I bought Cindy's favorite beverage; Amaretto. As I have done every year. ‘Want to go in and have a soda?’ she asked. ‘Yeah, I was just thinking about doing that,’ Bobby replied. ‘I’m finished mowing the yard.’ ‘Come on,’ Lana said, starting toward the house. ‘Let’s get some sodas. I could use a cold drink, too.’ Bobby followed her and as she walked ahead of him, he could see globes of her finely formed bottom undulating delectably despite the looseness of the sweatpants she had on. He couldn’t keep sexual tension from building inside him and wondered if Lana had any. They also wore pants that were tight a lot and highlighted a woman's thighs and ass. It was a different time, but people were still horny and wanted to fuck, but we kept it more to ourselves than the way things are today.I was in my first year of college and had fallen in love with a Mormon girl from Salt Lake City. She had long brown hair, long legs and a really nice ass and thighs. She would wear tight jeans all the time that highlighted her ass and I could hardly keep my hands off of her..