Ollie, per my choices, would look like a younger Greg Louganis, nice, trim, and with a lean physique that concealed a swimmer’s muscles. One never k...ew when that might be handy on the colonies with kids, after all, if he ever ended up needing to serve as a lifeguard in a terraformed colony with man-made lakes or something.“And requests about my conks?” Margret turned to me.“I wouldn’t change much about Nicole, just some advice, more than a request. Her albinism is part of what makes her so. We were all in tears as I carried him to his room and laid him on the bed. Tony, between his sobbed tears, said, "I wuz workin' in the barn when I heard a gunshot come from the front of the house. I heard a horse gallop off as I came runnin' up. I never saw who did the shootin'."Elias was not wearing his gun, though I had warned him to keep it with him at all times. Whoever had shot him had performed an execution! Well, there was nothing that I could do to reverse this killing, but I was going. Jessica opened her big brown eyes and looked deep into Nick's eyes. They both played with themselves as they stared at each other. Jessica kept rubbing her clit in a circular motion and fast. She bit her lip and moaned louder. She'd never masturbated in front of a guy before and never thought doing it would turn her on so much.Nick couldn't believe how sexy his wife looked touching herself. He wondered how many times she'd played with herself as she thought of him. He left her there pleasing. I grabbed her hand as it passed my face and spun into the arm then snapped my elbow down to stop a fraction before her face. I jumped back and kicked at her crotch.Then I cried.Whitney supported me gently as I drifted toward the ground."Don't make me a monster, Whitney. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to hurt him like I ... I wanted to hurt him." I couldn't say the words. I wanted to hurt him like I hurt Lester Hawkins. I wanted to kill him with every blow I delivered like I killed Lester.