Men jumped from their horses and charged. Little wasted no time but killed the fools quickly. When no others wanted to die in such a manner, he turned...and walked to the wagon. The driver was still sitting on the bench. A look of utter and total terror filled his face.Little moved to the back, ripped the canvas open, and the wooden panel off. Little was unprepared for the site that greeted him. Lying in the bed of the wagon was not just Brad but also five other children, all about the same. I didn't think about Bill's hand on my bare butt,and held on to his neck. I noticed Dan was laughing and kicking his legs I looked behind Bill and seen he was holding Dan the same way. I looked over in front of Bill, but there was to much splashing to see under water. Suddenly I felt pinching on my butt. I started kicking and splashing. Trying to get from his hand I tried slipping away, but ended up facing the other way. Now bills hand was holding my groin and his fingers were tickling at my. They always look better with their natural hair color. I’m blonde. Born blonde, I’m a natural blonde. The last thing I worry about is hair color. Being that my hair is lush and long, I like my hair. I do need a haircut though. Whether my hair was brown, black, or red, I’d still like my hair. I can’t see myself pouring hair dye on my head to change something that defines me. * * * * * Having had a difficult time with being tall and skinny when I was a prepubescent teen, especially when I was in. Grabbing the soap, she lathered her hands and ran them over her breasts and shoulders. Megan finally realized that she had thinned out a little. Her breasts, normally a 38D, had reduced to what she would guess is about a 36C. As her hand skimmed her collarbone, she felt the bone was prominent, where there once was just a padding of fat. In slow deliberate circles, she inched her hands to her stomach. What was once a pouch of jiggle was now a small hill. Her hips had defined to flow into her.