.. what did you tell him?" Tim, I don't think I can ... I ... I really don't think I can tell you. I've never told anyone." Well, it's up to you, Mom....But so far you're not scaring me away or anything. I'm totally fine with everything you've told me." I'm afraid there's something I never even told your father that just might make you hate me." You decide, Mom. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I'm fine if you do. And I don't think anything's gonna make me hate you." Tim rolled. I also kept my hideout derringer in my boot.We were not lookin' fer trouble, but we did keep a close watch. Not only did we have ta worry 'bout road agents, but we was pretty deep inta Comancheria, soz we had ta keep an eye out fer Injuns. Our second day out was the kind of day I was hopin' ta miss. We were spotted by some Comanches, an' they figured ta devil us ifen they could not do nothin' else.There was four of them, an' they looked kind of young ta me. I guessed that they was mostly out ta. However, Stephanie quickly reached up and grabbed ahold of Susan’s soft brown hair and pulled her back down. She was harshly saying, “You are not going anywhere. My friends are going to enjoy you, so behave yourself and let it happen.”“Oh God No!” Susan pleaded, and once again tried to get up, only to be held back by Stephanie and Jeffry. While the pretty and sexy brunette was struggling with her lesbian girlfriend and Shirley’s husband, Shirley got up, came over, and knelt in front of Susan.. Another weekend arrived and my parents were away and Peter suggested coming over for a sleepover. I was ecstatic. I nearly creamed my panties at the thought of it.After seeing my parents off I decided to have a shower to clean myself up in praparation for his arrival. The knock came on the door as I was exiting the shower. I wrapped a towel around me just under my arms as a girl would do and ran to the door to see my man. He entered carrying a duffell bag with him. I sat him down and offered.