Samantha at first says, "No" but Mark returns at that moment and says, “Go ahead honey, dance with her.”“Okay," says Samantha and turns to Monic.... "I would love to.” The two girls go out on the dance floor while Mark sits at the table drinking his beer and watching. Monica is a great dancer and she makes Samantha really relax. They dance for three tunes, then a slow song starts and Samantha begins to walk off the dance floor. Monica grabs her hand. “Come on, we can dance to this, too.” Samantha. Look, I’m not apologizing for anyone. All it takes is one bigot to ruin your day. But I grew up in rural Texas. Sometimes the best way to advocate for yourself is through the example of your character. I remember helping a friend’s dad on his lawn, trying to put down patches of grass in hundreds of squares to make the dirt grow again. It didn’t actually work, but I stayed at it until sundown, working harder than my friend.His dad told him one time that he didn’t care if I was funny. I was. ..My anus was so stretched out you could have driven a truck up there and the mirrors would not have touched the walls he continued his onslaught on my ass hard driving his huge black cock deep into my white little virgin asshole my insides felt like jelly and I was bobbing like a cork on the high seas and then again he came and he filled my asshole with more thick fluids my God he had huge balls holy God help me! When he finally pulled out and I could see Paul getting close ups of my asshole. Most of her men were in the common room, taking up the part of the first floor not needed for the mess hall and kitchen. A fire roared in two fireplaces, the one at the end sharing a chimney with the hearth in the Elves' room. Lewy had a Koziol out, not so much playing the bagpipe like instrument as conversing with it, pausing to consider what it had said before squeezing the bag again to hear more of its opinion. Two games of cards were ongoing, as well as small groups of men just conversing..