We gaveher the choice and she decided that grocery shopping was probably theleast stressful choice. Since Emily was going into the office every day(be...ause she also had a deadline to meet for an update to one of Zach'sgames), the task of taking Zelda grocery shopping fell to me.After about five minutes in the store, she quickly realized that not asingle person cared whether she was there or not. There may have been oneor two people who took a quick second glance, but in all likelihood itwas. So far, no sale, so I was happy.We finally worked our way to our meadow where we usually hunted the pigs. There were a lot of them here, but they were uniformly dead. Most were pierced by pieces of tree limbs, but there were a few other reasons for death, though we could not be sure what they were. There were just no obvious marks on the dead pigs showing where a limb might have hit them. Who knows what caused the death of an unmarked pig? I sure didn't.The meadow was full of scavengers gulping. My middle finger soon found my engorged wet clit.After a few minutes of watching the action, I chose to get a nice toy to help.When I stood up from the sofa, I caught a sight of a black man staring at my bare breast and pussy. I decided not to cover my nudity and the stranger suddenly moved back to the street…I came to the windows and closed the blinds, but then I thought if it really wanted to hide my body from a total stranger’s view… So, I finally pulled the heavy curtains, but leaving them. Also, he's self-conscious about it so please don't bring it up unless he does, okay?"I felt disheartened, to say the least, but I thanked Jess for telling me. I suppose it could work even if he wasn't that big, but if size wasn't an issue then why had we gone through all of this, to begin with? I don't know why Jess apparently felt differently after so much time and money being spent aligning our desires, but this wasn't what I wanted. I didn't have much time to think about it though, because.