Washington, Patsy was not above teasing Emmy unmercifully, the first morning after our arrival."I almost called the cops!" she told Emmy. "I thought h... must be strangling you in there! My God! I haven't heard so much screaming since Friday the 13th, Part II!"I kind of liked hearing all that teasing. Reading between the lines, it was telling me that either Emmy hadn't had any other male overnight guests during Patsy's tenure as roomy, or, if she had, the reviews from Emmy those guys had received. I went back down to my basement office, taking my snack and drink with me, and still, I could not shake the picture of Molly in my head. My sixteen year old daughter was absolutely lovely. Her body so slender and so beautifully pale. There was not a flaw on her young body. Nothing at all wrong with her. Molly was just as perfect as any ever made. I did good when I made her with her momma. Still, I could not shake the feeling I was beginning to have towards my daughter.Meanwhile, Molly felt. It didn’t take Ben long to find the spot that Blossom had told him about. In fact, it only took him about thirty minutes of slow walking to reach it. He spotted it well before getting close and immediately looked about to see if there was any game there at the moment. When he realized there wasn’t, Ben had hobbled his packhorse, leaving it to graze upon the prairie grass, and found himself a spot, well within range of where Blossom had said the deer frequented, and settled down to wait. Ten. Please don't be too harsh in judging Thanks! ~Lids I'm sitting on my bed, completely undressed I'm waiting for you to come near My fingers reach down And I pretend it's you And I hear a soft whisper in my ear I stick one in And suddenly I'm taken The pleasure is hard to bear I pretend it's you Licking, Sucking, Fucking And then, I'm suddenly there Thriving, twisting, moaning, screaming If only it were really you That could stick your fingers in between my walls And finally make me feel true.