Tragedy came into the life of young Doris when she decided to join the cheerleader squad on a trip to adjoining county to cheer the team on against an...ther high school team for the right to represent the school at the regional finals in the State capitol. It was an almost perfect trip and the victorious team was returning to the school grounds with the boisterous crowd of happy youngsters when a front tire blew out and the driver lost control of the bus allowing it to flip over on the asphalt. We’d chat about, sometimes, after the third bottle, with Leonie who Tessa always called ‘Loony.’Tessa was a wild child. Her hair was hectic and long, in shades of gold. Her body was long and lithe, and she wore long, vivid dresses made from artisan cloth. She was no hippy, she was merely utterly independent.That evening, we’d had a wonderful meal. Venison, from a deer Tessa had shot herself, slowly casseroled with wine, rosemary, onions and redcurrants until it was as tender as you can imagine.. Ragan thought she might even fall out of her dress, as it strained to contain her huge breasts. She certainly had some fantastic, young, big firm tits.Lady Katherine grinned again, as she finished topping up Lord Ragan’s glass, and sat back down next to her husband. But she adjusted the split in her dress, so that her right thigh was visible to Ragan.“Do you and your lovely wife have any children, Lord Godfrey?” Ragan asked.“No, no. I think age has caught up with me in that regard, Lord Ragan,”. " But, Papa..." Hush, Christine. Let me take you to my home and then I hope to answer all of your questions there."The two spoke no more, as the man swiftly rowed the small boat to the far side of the lake. The only sound the steady swish of water and creak of the wooden oars. Christine watched the man's back move back and forth as his arms continued to pull and push on the oars, the rhythm of his motion so hypnotic that she started when the boat bumped and slid smoothly onto the sandy beach of.