I love a woman who can make a decision. I caught her free hand, and we started to walk along the path, back towards the bridge to the mainland as she ...old her boss an emergency at home had come up, and she would not be back to work. It was a short call that seemed to take forever. We crossed the bridge and walked along the Lakeshore as she dropped the phone back into her purse.“So where are we going?” she asked.“I think we need to have some lunch, and then we will see where we end up,” I said. As I continued to kiss the back of her neck I searched for her tight little asshole again. But I found Mario pulling and tugging on her panties to get them off. As if he were Houdini I saw her panties magically appear in his hand before dropping to the floor of the car. I slipped my hand under her dress and found that tight little hole I was looking for. It was still wet and I quickly began to knead it with my finger which visibly excited her more. Mario was now busy going from her breasts to. You grab my hand so fast, I didn’t see you move. You squeeze it until I feel the bones grating against one another, but I feel no pain. We both hear the snap and crack as you break my wrist. You look at me and I can see your eyes, your cold grey eyes, the color of storm clouds, staring at me with pure hate, and absolutely no remorse for my family or my wrist. You stand and take a step back. I watch you, watch to see if you will do anything but you just stare at me, as if trying to see what I. Not one that he could say out loud without getting knocked sideways, anyway. Damn it, he was twentyfive. He was grown up! Or, anyway, he'd thought that he was before today. Now he wasn't quite so sure. He silently finished his hurried breakfast, thinking dark thoughts to himself, and was at last free to leave. At least there would be no work in the fields for anyone this day.Joining other villagers who were eager to get the first look at their wares, he wandered along the row of booths that the.