I.. I just wanted to say that you dont have to be. I would like to spendtime with you, if you like."The new kid said nothing."I ... I mean, we could d... something together. What do you like to do?" I like to read." the new kid said softly."Well, we could read together."The new kid stared at her, and then said, "Okay. if you want, I ... I havea spot nearby where I like to read." Lead the way," Beth said, with a smile.The new kid led her to a park, went to a spot on the grass, and sat down.Then. The date for picking her “course husband” loomed closer and closer and butterflies were collecting in her guts. Through the post she received a list of candidates, six in all, ranging from ‘the pole’ who has a wife like dolly Parton, who was a known predator, through to ‘old Lampwick’ an 80 year old who`s tendencies were rampant and was known for the use of a discipline whip, while his wife in her late 60`s was an out and out masochist! The letter also explained why the two weeks delay, it was. We love to learn.”We enjoyed the meal. We enjoyed the conversation. The music was indescribable. I’m not a music person. I find that rap and hip-hop are only slightly less annoying than a barking dog, and mainstream country music is crap and ... these people did some stuff that might slide over into country. “Bluegrass,” Terri explained. “More a genre of folk music than anything.”And Cajun. I’d heard Cajun, you know, being from South Louisiana, you can’t miss it. I never saw it performed live. ‘Oh god, oh god,’ Paula whispered, seeing the smile on Nick’s face. She gripped his arm, and her eyes rolled back with pleasure. Nick remained by her side, kneading her breasts and sucking her nipples the way she liked it.Feeling Darrell’s black cock fill her was a sensation unlike anything she had ever felt before. Paula had bigger guys than Nick, but never this massive. Darrell was a whole different ballgame. He started off slowly, tenderly. He must have been used to having to ease women in,.