The quiet small market town had a strange feeling to it this morning, like the air itself was vibrating with anticipation. Some of the more sensitive ...illagers noted the tension, or wondered if they imagined a slightly unusual intensity in their neighbours' eyes, but most dismissed the phenomena as symptoms of excitement for the upcoming harvest.The three new arrivals definitely did not notice, as their minds were on a much more serious matter: budgeting. Sitting in the ramshackle local tavern. When she saw him the horror faded. he was very attractive and she actually felt a wanting for him. she spread her legs a little wider for him so he could slide his finger up and down her wet and hot slit. oh that felt so good. as she sucked licked and tongue fucked Marina's soaked mound the soldier lifted her up on her knees, spread her legs and ass wide and proceeded to lick her from her clit to her asshole. he continue to fuck her ass with his finger and eat her pussy until she came for him.. .. I look forward all day to coming home to cook. Oh, by the way, are you a wine drinker. I love good wine. It's the one thing my father taught me ... the pleasures of good vineyard wine." Yes, I like wine," Sarah said. "I'm certainly not a connoisseur, but I think I know good from bad. I don't know how to buy it ... I just know how to drink it."Their laughter seemed to bring them an understanding of each other ... and the pleasure of good company.They set their pattern quickly, within a couple. "LIKE FUCKING HELL YOU ARE!" I yelled at the top of my lungs at her. She had already left the house and slammed the door, shaking the whole house. I turned towards the nearest wall and kicked it with my right foot. I kicked again. And again. And again. I walked over to my sister's room. The walls weren't pink any more. The sheets don't have hearts or bunnies on them. The room smells of cigarettes and not of that sweet bubble-gum scent that it used to. My world is coming to an end. But, before.