At lunch, I return to our usual table,but to my surprise, the only people sat there are Laura and Suri- andrather than allowing me to wedge myself bet...ween them as usual, theydirect me to a seat on the opposite side of the table."Where are the others?" I ask."Consoling Nicole," Laura sighs. "She's been crying all day, apparentlyPhil dumped her last night over Facebook." That- that's just rotten," I spit."Yep," Suri says. "Why is it that the only REAL men are really girls onthe inside?" I blush. A week went by, I must have gotten 200 calls text voicemails emails the works, but in that week I never answered her once. I had a lot to think about and mule over, and things really stared to make sense. Lilith was the favourite not because she was younger but because she was biologically theirs, my aunts and uncle treated me like an outcast because to them I probably was. I was mad, I was furious, but at the same it I felt somewhat relieved. See as a c***d I remember having somewhat of a. She feels his blood filled cock pressing against her stomach and melts into his body. Without a word he carries his 5 ft 5 blonde angel into the living room and bends her over their sofa, kicking her long, tanned legs apart and shoving her black dress up her back. Exposing her tight arse he groans loudly, pleased that she went out to dinner as promised with no panties on. He rewards her with his tongue. On his knees he takes deliberately long, slow strokes of her smooth, wet pussy. She purrs. Today I noticed some men in the edge of the woods about two miles from where we'd stopped. I went past them about a mile, tied my horse in the woods and then slipped back up on the other side of the road to where the men were.Sure enough when the wagons came in sight a tree fell across the road and the men mounted up. I waited until they rode out into the road intending to stop the wagons and then I cut down on them with the Henry's. There had been six of them and I took care of four right off.