Now what were you planning on wearing tomorrow?" Whatever is at the front of my closet." Oh-kay. Look, wear your red dress. It's about the shade of th...se tights. Now you could also do white, that goes with most anything, and there's also black, though I think white is more universal..."The sweater was even harder. Fiona still didn't like wearing a bra, and that meant she really didn't display many curves, at least when she was dressed. Fortunately a sweater was forgiving. Danielle decided. He landed in an immobile heap.Garth raised his head from the ground to see Nika casually holding a smoking shotgun. He looked at her. She shrugged."Well, you did say to watch your back didn't you."As if on cue, sirens in the distance signaled the arrival of the sheriff's department.The fact that Garth was a U.S. Marshall kept the taking of statements relatively brief, but even then, it was early in the evening before he and Nika were free to go on their way. The sheriff's department had wanted. I had joined Abigail here and had worked hard to become an accepted adult in the community. A pair of beat up cowboy boots and a Stetson did not make you a man. Abigail, fatherhood, and the hard work that comes from owning a cattle ranch ended my adolescence and made me strong ... at least I thought so. Now I wasn't so sure.I watched the sky, but there were no more streaks of light. Tears formed as I whispered."I miss you so much Abigail."She was the bravest person I ever met. In the face of. It had a chain at the side. I figured it out and opened it. I removed her skirt. She was wearing black panty. My heart beat started to raise. She was wearing Black top. I took her in my arms and put her on the bed. I started French kissing her. We were kissing madly and passionately. I removed her bra but she was not letting me remove her top. I pulled up her top and started kissing her boobs. I was sucking her nipples. This was my first experience and I was going mad. She asked me to talk.