As Madi continued to moan out loud due to the lashing my tongue was giving her tender young slit, I began to slowly work a finger inside, feeling just...how tight she was. As I worked a second finger in with the first, I stood to my feet, replacing my tongue with my thumb, swirling it in slow circles and adjusting the pressure with each pass. I began kissing my way back up her tight stomach as I watched Madi playing with her tits. I slowly pushed her hand aside from her right tit as I took her. I said “Hi”. She said she wanted help to open a lock that was a little jammed. I was getting late but I couldnt resist continuing the conversation with this girl and I agreed to help her. It was her and her mom moving in and I helped them unlock. On the way to the office I thought about how I can get closer to this girl.That evening, I dropped in to their house and asked them whether they need anything to help setup. I started to talk to Shwetha and her mom. It turned out she was in her final. My heart belonged to another... the necklace... dress... wedding gift to me... someday our daughter may ask about her father... cowboyHe tried to make out the other words, but Logan guessed tears had fallen on this page from the shape of the stains in the words. Setting them all to the side was tough, but morning and chores came early. He washed the grime from the attic away and got ready for bed. He drifted off with images of Emma and their wedding in his mind.Logan was out in the barn early. Jamie came out of the shower, rubbing his face and looked at himself in the mirror; he needed to see a barber, his short hair was unruly and he looked unloved. He felt his stubble, he also needed a shave. Jamie opened the bathroom door to retrieve his razor and clapped eyes on the cabinet: his statue was gone.Emma walked down the street in Buenos Aires. She had not expected to miss the five goofy companions she had spent the last three weeks with and although they asked if she wanted to come.