He also had his left arm tied to his chest with a makeshift t-shirt sling.Norman: "Get in the front seat."I obeyed him and got in the car. After we go... on the road, Norman reached into his shirt pocket and handed me two bus tickets.Norman: "Okay listen up. These two tickets will get you two-mother fuckers two towns away from your home. I would've got you closer but the bus just doesn't go there. I don't give a fuck how you get home from there, walk or hitch, that's you alls mother fucking. So, Leon, what you think would let the public crazy?--- I think they would love to see her been broken somehow, by bats or sticks or whatever--- For sure it can’t be missing on the list. My son suggests to impale her burnt pussy and putting weights on her split nipples. What more do you think is possible?--- Pierce the breasts with skewers, pulling her clit out. Whipping and canning. --- Good for me, Leon. You create a list with all those things and what more you want and send to me in ten. " What? You think that I should come in to your town, sweep you off your feet and carry you away into the sunset? That's not going to happen, Cathy, for any number of reasons, if for none other than that you are married to one of my former Army buddies." No, I didn't think that at all. I don't know what I want you to say. I don't know what I want to do about anything. I just wish you'd give me a little encouragement that I mean more to you than just some girl that turns you on. I mean, I'm. Long curly blond hair, bright blue eyes, a muscular swimmers body, and well suntanned smooth skin. His cross biker overall was pulled down around his waist and his pubes were clearly visible.After Chris came across the finish line he made another lap. Stopping in front of the 3 sunbathing guys to say hi. He did not get the reception he was hoping for. "Get the fuck out of my sun!", shouted Wopke. "Hi to you too... My name is Chris.", spoke Christopher. "So what? you're still blocking my sun,.