I had never known my natural Father my Mother always called him the sperm donor it was always Mom and Auntie Chris she didn’t live with us but was a...ways there I liked my Auntie she was fun and helped me a lot with schoolwork and if I asked a difficult or embarrassing question’s it was always Chris who answered it if we went shopping Mom and Chris were always with me laughing and holding hands.I heard Auntie Chris downstairs she called up to Mom asking if I was alright Mom asked her to come up.. I wonder if he was concerned about running fat off the mules. My horse was just about to give out when I got close enough to use my Henry. I did not want to take any chances, so I dropped to the ground for a steadier shooting platform. My horse was tired enough to stand very still, so I used it as a steady-rest as I lined up my shot. Mindful of how a horse could be depended upon to move just when it was most inconvenient, I did not dawdle. I fired as soon as I had the Indian's back in my. As if he knew he crossed the borders of our deal, he pulled another fifty dollar bill saying “it is for this” as if I was asking for the price of each move, strange enough I was agreeing to all of his strange games, in fact I seem to have liked the man, I was clearly fond of his looks and strong, dominating personality, he was very brave and direct forward with me, I seem to have liked that too.With one hand rubbing my tits, pinching my nipples, another hand cubing my pussy over my panties,. “It’s AnneMarie. She says that ... Hey, did you know that she used to live with a woman. I mean, really live with, like husband and wife?”“No, I didn’t”“Well, just before her wedding, they had a reunion of some of her past friends, and someone - she says - had some photos of Lauren naked!”“Oh. That’s stupid!” she said, smiling as though he had made a joke. “I can’t believe it. It’s obviously a mistake, Maurice.”“Annemarie, where are these photos?” His eyes darted around the room as she.