They tore her waterproof trousers. She saw the river rushing below her, violent and angry. She heard a creaking sound and looked at the black branches... Oh dear God! Her feet slid in the muck and leaves, and she fell into the blackberry bushes. Ruby couldn’t care less about the thorns stabbing her hands and face. She forgot about her runaway puppy. She did care about the dead man swinging in the wind, dangling from a poplar tree. Many years ago, Ruby had been a Sunday school teacher. She seemed. When I let them go, Pat's panties fell to the floor, and she stepped out of them.I looked up, "Unfasten your skirt."Pat undid the button and then unzipped her skirt. I held it by the hem and tugged at it. Pat's skirt came over her hips, and it too was on the floor.Pat looked down at me, smiling, naked, but for her tank-top pulled up to her armpits. Her hairy pussy was only inches in front of me. So close I could smell the aroma of an aroused cunt."Turn around and bend over," I told Pat.Pat. Unhone kaha ki abhi tak reception pura nahi hua hai woh aadhe ghante ke baad niklenge. Aur gyaarah baarah baje tak aa jayenge. Maine phone rakha aur bathroom mein gayi aur darwaza khola. Un logo ne apne shirt pehne the. Unhone puchha kaun tha? Maine kaha, “gharwale aa rahe hai aadhe ghante mein.” Maine socha iss par toh woh log chale jayenge. Lekin Junaid ne toh kaha,”Bhenchod jaldi khatam kar.” Unhone phir se apne kapde nikaale. Aur bola ki waha par bathroom mein jam nahi raha bahar aa kar. I had no idea of his real name, but Rufus seemed to fit.“What are you doing here?”, she asked.“We are hunting deer”, he answered in a monotone.“Have you found any?”“A few.”“How long have you been here?”“About a week.”“You will return to your camp and have no memory of having seen us. You will no longer come to this part of the mountain and will discourage anyone else you meet from doing so. Simply tell them that this part is hunted out. Is that clear?”“Yes, Ma’am.”“Now go.”“Yes, Ma’am.” They.