I left the creek on the side her home was on and made tracks up the hill to the pasture where her husband had the cattle. I then returned to the creek...by the same tracks and hoisted my 2 legged "deer" over my shoulder and went up the creek about a mile to where a branch intersected before making my way back home. However, I was not done. Taking Ana's corpse into my bathroom; I placed it into the bathtub and washed the blood from the little entrance wound in her chest and the larger exit wound. ‘Yes maybe next time’ saying it he left her. Next morning when he came down he was happy to see his mother cooking. This gave him a chance to stand behind her and look at her exquisite body. As his eyes were roaming over her curves Mayuri left his gaze. As she was busy with her morning chores she could do nothing while he moved closer. He had come so close that whenever Mayuri moved her thighs brushed his. There was mixed response from his mother. On one part she was happy to have her son. There's a hearty chuckle that fills the air. You slowly turn to see a laughing old man. He has an incredible beard but that seems to be the only hair on his body. He appears to be a frail old man dressed in some sort of white robe with a golden star shaped fastener on his shoulder."What was that for?" You hissed out as you looked up at him with a glare. He couldn't have been more than five foot tall. You slowly rose up from the ground as you realized you were in a place devoid of any light, and. As they slid over my legs and onto the floor, looking at my reflection in the mirror at my flaccid dick I couldn’t help but give it a few gentle tugs, bringing it to life, thinking about fucking my girlfriend when we got home. I turned to notice the curtain sliding to one side, perfectly manicured nails slowly revealed my girlfriends stockinged legs leading my eyes upwards over her suspenders and showing the shortest sexiest Santa skirt I’d ever seen. Her bright red top so tight, hugging her.