He'd run a red light in his little sports car and atruck hit him on the driver's side.We moved back to Southern California that summer and I went to a...privatehigh school.Ponygirls aren't allowed to got to public school but there weren't anylaws against them going to private schools and this one accepted Sundae.It had a horsemanship program and boarded horses as well. Sundae's fathercame down to look it over and brought two horses so we'd get to ride allwe wanted. They were Clementine and. I was afraid to approach her with this due to the fact they were all black men. I emailed the guy back and told him I would check with her and see how she felt about it. I knew she wouldn't go for it so I continued to search for a group of white guys for a gangbang but nobody seemed interested at all. They said they were not into group play.My wife asked me one day if I had ever tried to set one up. At this point I was frustrated with it and I told her the only guys I could find willing to do. I was considerably taller and larger than he was and with the rucksack on my back I would have looked even bulkier to him. I suppose my clothes would also have appeared very outlandish to him. Whatever, the combination of things seemed to have made him panic and he had thrown his spear and then run off.My own reaction was just as panicked. The surge of adrenaline brought on by being confronted by somebody and having a spear thrown at me had let loose energy beyond what I had previously. JANE, Dealing with a Mechanic62 and my life is over. I don't fucking deserve it. I lived a clean life. I go to church. I had one man. I raised three kids. I taught high school English. Heck, one of my best friends is 82 and is going on a world cruise. I just ate the toast to humor my son and his family. All of my doctors say there is no hope. All they can do is manage the pain. Bullshit, this is not pain management. Death would be better. What can a body mechanic, a computer nerd and an OBGYN.