She stoodtheir, her nerves already unraveled by otherdistractions and as she surveyed the broken glass andwater on the floor she began to cry.“Y...u stupid little bastard, do you think all I have todo in my life is clean up after your idioticmisfortunes,” she screamed as the tears flowed freelydown her cheeks.Her loud complaint caught her son off guard; he wasshocked and then angered. “If you hadn’t driven my father away with your constantcomplaining I wouldn’t be a. Having her tits mauled beneath that red fabric was more satisfying than Laura would have expected. His salacious gaze, fixed on the bouncing mounds of her breasts, guided his groping hands to her chest. The dress could barely hold them and it only took a tug on the neckline for them both to jump free of their housing. Tom's hands immediately, hungrily caught and squeezed them tight. The fingertips pinching her nipples caused Laura's back to arch, her chest reaching high as she unleashed a very. They looked almost like twins and wore these long dust coats that collected more dust and dirt than it seemed physically possible. The Negro cook who was about the friendliest person in the camp let it be known that they were both the dreaded “Pinkerton’s” that had a reputation for fierce action.I didn’t know why he had a bodyguard detail with him except for the fact he stood to inherit a large chunk of the existing railroads east of the Mississippi and his mother was distraught at the. He smiled said he had to get home.We talked about what had happened, I told her I was hot to watch her get fucked. New school year just turned sixteen. Met a girl second day of school. A few days before Thanksgiving took my girlfriend to the vineyard, played with her tits, she touched my cock thru my pants. Like being ten years old again. Big mistake I told Nora, she knew of other girlfriends I knew of two of her boyfriends. She cried the vineyard is our place. Told her nothing had happened,.