I scanned down her body, past the plunging neckline of her dress and over the full breasts it struggled to conceal. I could see she’d spilled someth...ing in her lap. The shimmering, blue fabric was stained in large spots running from her navel to the hem halfway down her thighs. I rubbed one of the marks between my fingers, feeling a crusty, almost greasy sensation. “What is that?” The realisation already striking me as the words escaped my mouth. “There was this guy,” she breathed, her trembling. Aval kanathai pidithu kangalai paarthen aval ennai kathal udan paarthaal, avalai sexiyaaga kiss seiya aarambithen. Aanal avaluku kiss eppadi seivathu endru theriya villai athanaal naane aval ithazhai sappi kiss adithen. Avalai kati pidikum pozhuthu avalin mulai en meethu patu urasiyathu, sexiyaaga aval soothil kai vaithu thadavinen.Enaku aval mulaiyai vida soothu thaan sexiyaaga perithaaga irunthathu athai thadavuvatharkum sugamaaga irunthathu. Aval aadaiyai kayatinen, suganya ethum solamal. 45 caliber Schofield, but from a Navy Colt using black powder.She was still out of effective range, combined with the fact that John was not a very good shot, so she was not hit by the ball, but it came whizzing past close enough to get her attention. She jumped from the saddle and ran toward the rocks, drawing her Schofield as she ran. She was in sight for a few seconds, so John snapped off another shot, which, luckily, also missed. "Hmmm, this guy likes to waste ammunition. I wonder ifen he. He could hardly stand it when he stripped her and smelled the aroma of her dead pussy. It drove him wild but Ralph was present and he couldn't do anything about his lust.He looked closely at her face, the shine had gone from her makeup when the skin below it died. Asleep. Little girl's asleep. Except for the awful whiteness. Dead whiteness. Her small breasts had remained perky and defiant, too small, not enough flesh to succumb to gravity’s pull. Her legs shapely and straight out. The dark bush.