“Eat” she looked up at me, then back to my husband who was still leaning against the wall confused as hell. This bitch must be hard of hearing, I ...rabbed the bottom of her face, slapped her and pushed her head onto my pussy. “Stick out your tongue you stupid white bitch!” Finally, she did as she was told and I looked over at my husband, “what? You think you’re the only one who can have fun?” He stood there with his mouth open and his dick still fully hard. “Take off all of your clothes, get. If I buy it you won't have that worry as long as I am alive. I hope my children will live many generations on Bobby's and this place. "Have you thought about what you would take for the place? He said he would take $4 √ million like it sits, with stock and equipment. "Bobby told me you had about 20,000 acres with water and mineral rights in tact." That is right, except that the place is really 23,000 acres. I told him that it sounded like a reasonable price for what was there. I told him I. Right by combat in some part, but mostly right by service—the service we have freely given, at some expense to our comfort and in some cases our bodies and our lives, to those whom we protect. We will not go begging for acceptance where it is not freely offered."He paused, but she said nothing."I do not quarrel with our reception. There are indeed strata to any society, and it appears that the supposedly higher of those here represented finds its social inferiors too far beneath it for. If Mom were here there would be stockings over the fireplace right now, and she'd probably be filling them with goodies as I dreamed quietly in my bed wondering what Santa had brought me this year. Only now the room was devoid of any holiday cheer. The one reminder of the season was the soft patter of falling snow as it was blown against the living room window.Gift giving was something Daddy and I never did. If I wanted something all I had to do was ask. As for Daddy, the only thing he ever.