"Or maybe I could." I'll go look," I said. I got my pistol out of my belt and checked its priming. "You know how this thing works?"She nodded and put ...t on half-cock, hefting it with both hands and smiling at me. I set my musket aside and set off, trotting. It was about a mile I suppose and when I got there, the place did look quiet but a trickle of smoke came from the chimney. I quickly got a loaf of bread and hunk of cheese and a bottle of homemade wine, bought some jerky as an after thought. ... He lifted his legs!!!!!!Now she has the free access to his ass hole. She knew there is no need to act ignorant. He knew she would do it. And so she opened her mouth wide pushed out her tongue and began to give long hard strokes at the crack of his ass. He pulled the cheeks wide with both arms on his ass cheeks and made more room for her. He had not washed the place for some hours and so a mixed smell of sweat urine and shit emanated from the rough hair around his asshole. The hair was rough. Favor, Karen?” said Joanna a little sheepish.“Mom, could we take the boat and go around the lake ... please? I promise we will not be careless and very careful ... please?”Beth thought for a moment. “Ok as long as you promise to take care and no horseplay. Do you know how to operate it?”“Remember last year when John and I went with dad fishing? He showed us how to use a boat almost like this one, in case something happened and we needed to get to shore.”“Ok then, I will trust you and don’t do. Margo staggered out of her afternoon appointment with Dr. Stallings, trying to control her urge to break down and cry. She hadn't bothered to control her tears during her session, but she couldn't sob and drive at the same time and she had to get back to the clinic.She looked at the anti-depressant prescription Hal's partner, a psychiatrist, had written her. Smoking dope wasn't enough anymore ... nowhere near enough. And that worried her quite a bit ... it almost seemed as though her therapy.