’ Tom walked along with them a few feet, and said, ‘I was wondering if you’re headed south. My truck was stolen, and I could use a lift to the n...arest town.’ ‘Oh, you poor man,’ said the wife. ‘Of course we can.’ Jack smiled half-heartedly, and said, ‘sure.’ ‘I’m Jill Stanhope and this is my husband Jack.’ Tom introduced himself, and couldn’t help but smile. ‘You’re Jack and Jill?’ Jill’s laugh echoed. ‘Yeah, we went up a hill,’ and laughed louder. ‘Only I didn’t break my crown, thank the. No compassion what so ever. There was a reason...a very big reason...and here was that reason. The entire diatribe had been about them. It was all about the disappointment they were going to experience...the embarrassment at the club...the embarrassment in the neighborhood...the terrible impression this would make with relatives and their friends. As I lay there, cradled in Bobby’s loving arms, my thinking continued to expand. All these years, I had been nothing but a show piece for my parents.. He tried to imagine milking one of the aurochs, but even the thought was sobering. Besides, he chastised himself, how could I ever build a fence that would hold these guys? I’ve seen those old-time split-rail fences in pictures, but my fence would have to be several times as high – and much stronger – even if I could tame one of these things. Oh, well. Something to think about for the future – probably a long way in the future. But that’s not why I came here this afternoon.Again, he scanned. The young huntress helped herself to a brutal, pulsatingorgasm by pressing her thick, pale thighs together, asthe little bird slowly died before her eyes. “Nice shooting girl, but what’s all the moaning about,you in pain white girl?” Maria turned around. The deepand calm voice belonged to a tall black Amazon in a pairof red shorts and a yellow T-shirt with the words “BlackPower” over her small, pointy breasts.“You a mute or what?” She looked down on her.