’ Battle Dog never left Tyrone’s side, never made any noise unless Tyrone allowed him to, and never went after anybody unless Tyrone told him to, ...nd lord help those poor devils that Battle Dog was actually unleashed upon. Tyrone, with Battle Dog at his heels, proved himself beyond a shadow of a doubt, to be the most ruthless, most reliable, and most respected member of the gang known as Punk Rockers. He was now on his way to see the big man himself, the true secret power and controller of this. For the shot I saw the towelheads chest measured .49 mils. If you look on your cheat sheet you will see that equates to 963 yards. Now don’t bother with messing with the dials on the scope, just make the holdover the cheat sheet tells you and fire.”One of the shooters asked, “What about the wind?”I replied, “Well the good news is it’s not very windy here. Later we will go over holdoffs for windage and also how to clean your rifle so you don’t damage it. Are there any further questions?”They. Below it, her fair big bosom with cherry like nipples slightly sagged with the heaviness of natural milk. Further down was her flat belly with stretch marks on it. Deep navel, further down her sloping abdomen.As she put her leg slightly across the other, I could only see the swell of her mound, not the pussy lips. She had well-tapered smooth thighs and calves. Oh, God! She is an angel.Di raised her eyebrows as if asking, “What?”. By seeing her like that in her birthday suit, my member was ready. For it’s well past the dinner hour, none are afield save in the noisy quarters where taverns or inns would block out any competing sounds, and even this mild breeze could easily carry my voice away. Even were there no wind, the thick walls of Meduseld would pass neither calls of passion nor agony unless there was a listener already close at hand. If no help came from the hall, then no help will come at all.She fought with her muscles as long as she could. Then with her voice. Now, she had only.