On top of this, the attackers had no idea that we had shooters in the stable, so that when they rode between the stable and the house, they were caugh... in a withering cross fire. I have never heard of such an incompetently led attack since some of the stupidities of the recent Yankee invasion of the South. I guess that it was more the case of amateurs trying to be generals!I will say this for them: they were fast learners. It didn't take long for them to get off their horses and take cover. We. "I'm just going to put some eye shadow on you and give you two tone lipsand you're done," she told me after about 30 minutes in the chair. As sheclosed the make up box and place it back on the bed, she said I lookedreally hot, but I needed a pair of shoes to complete the outfit, and shereached into her wardrobe and swiftly brought out a pair of shoes beforeI could see them."Now Steph, these shoes are a little bit different to the type that Iusually give you to wear, because they have a bit of. A number of chicks, one of them was called Glam-Gill, or so I will call her here (but not to be confused with other alias Gill chicks). Gill worked part-time washing up at this eating place. That and standing around on street corners for some reason! She had blond hair every-where from her huge long blond mane. She also wore cowboy type boots, a micro-skirt that was too small for her and a jacket. Bangles up her arms, make-up splashed on with enthusiasm, Gill often stamped her feet and. All we needed was beach blankets, suntan lotion and sunglasses. We got to the beach and Joan immediately started a promenade along the shore. She was preening and her breasts flushed with excitement and her nipples pert and engorged. There were others at the beach with same exhibitionist desires. During her walk, I saw her stop several times and speak to well hung black men, her eyes wandering down to their cocks. When she came back to me at the blanket she was breathing hard and if you looked.