He was there at my front door. I opened and he came in.We were sitting both at one side of the sofa, it was weird but I was still excited and he looke... like I had pictured him so I felt reassured. I asked him if he wanted to drink something and we started watching a soccer program as we both liked soccer. I was still terrified but feeling more and more comfortable at the same time.I hoped he would do the first move but it was clear that wasn’t going to happen… so at one moment I went to the. They are posthole diggers." What are postholes?" he asked."We will have to put post into the ground to make other fences for catching and training the cashda. They will not let us just walk up to them and hop onto their backs." I can understand that. I'm glad that you seem to know how to go about it, and I am anxious to learn," he said.I took a shovel and let Denac carry the posthole diggers and we headed for the canyon. Half way to the river we did an about face and headed back for my stash of. He whacked my cheek with his massive black fist the blow propelled me down into the carpet. My jaw ached as I rubbed it with my hand. My head reeled I couldn't quite grasp what happened. I looked up at my attacker who unzipped his pants fishing out a massive cock at least ten inches long. An odd smiled crossed his thick lips and moved toward me as the cock rose up pointing at my face in a threating manner. It stood out bobbing up and down not quite able to stand up above ninety degrees."Get on. Kevin’s voice was solid ice when he replied. “You don’t want to know.” He looked at Margaret and caressed her hand. “I love you too. I hope you find your peace with Donnie and your baby.” Kevin kissed her forehead. “We’ll see each other later, Maggie Sue.” Kevin wiped his eyes then stepped back and grabbed a seat.“Can I give something to Margaret?” Carly asked.“Like what, Princess?” Meghan said gently.Carly showed her wrist. “This bracelet I made.”“That would be wonderful.”Carly slipped off her.