CRACK ... CRACK ... This was followed by a lengthy pause, and then another set of CRACK ... CRACK ... CRACK ... This was the sort of noise one should ...make if he was trying to attract attention and asking for help. The noise suggested that a woman was doing the shooting, since the noise was the kind of sound made by a very small caliber gun, such as a .22 caliber cartridge.They rode toward the noise and found a woman lying on the ground near a seemingly healthy horse. "Howdy, Ma'am. What seems. "I think it's time we got these pledges settled in for the night, don't you?" he asked.The other members responded with agreement while the pledges groaned in frustration. The pledges, their cuffs still in place, were untied and led up to one of the large rooms on the third floor. After allowing a short bathroom stop, they were taken to six beds and tied spread eagled, face up. The members turned off the lights and said good night and pretended to leave. Because the windows were still blacked. Everywhere I looked there were scenes depicting love; it made me want to hurl, it was so sickly-sweet.To me and my friends, Valentine's Day was a day of candy and anonymous valentines dropped in lockers.Every time I went to my locker, there were either valentine notes taped to it or dropped inside and all were signed, which defied the whole point, at least to my way of thinking. Some of them were from the girls I knew and I didn't mind, slipping the awful cutesy ones Claire bought for me into. Travis ran his eyes over her back, lingering at the shapeliness of her ass. He'd give anything to snuggle up to that tempting pair of cheeks, to nudge his hard prick in between them, maybe bend it down so that it could slide between her thighs, slide wetly along those tickling pussy hairs, feeling the heat of her cunt lips, feeling the beautiful enchanted softness there. She turned around then, and he fumbled with the empty milk carton, .