“My little love, why would you say that?”“For the two weeks you were gone, Mom was always leaving us with Grams. She never took us anywhere. You... took us to the park and the zoo and now the cabin, but mom doesn’t anymore. She doesn’t even take us to the grocery store with her.”“Well my loves, your mother and I are having a fight and if she doesn’t change her ways, well, she won’t be living with us anymore.”I watched for their reactions.“That is sad. We love her. I wish she loved us.”I hugged. ...or i pass it as they told meI didnt know what they were saying before i had a hand in my speedo spreading my ass until his finger starter marking circle on my cherry looking around if people could see but evryone were doing there stuff ''please stop it please''''dont get hard , its a test , Mike here think you are a sissy''under the water my lil cock lost the fight i was having , focussing not to get hard''he wont last 5min i think yo are right mike''jeff holding his hand over my crotch. Graydon sat at the window with Alex Jr. beside him. He watched the sagebrush flats roll by, the rock piles and stunted apple trees and lilacs marking where earlier homestead efforts had withered from lack of water. Wolf Creek was a seasonal stream, its waters peaking at flood runoff in early spring. In summer it dwindled until the thirsty gravel alluvial fan stretching outward from the canyon mouth absorbed all the surface flow. Most summers found the creek bed empty where Wolf Creek emptied. Then we're going to have them write out a confession as to what the group's plans are and what they were planning to do.Right, Ken said. Then we're going to make sure they tell the truth to anyone who asks them a question about the Aryan Majority or about their actions. After that, they'll go to a local TV station and give them a copy of the list and the confession. We'll let them stay there and answer questions for a reasonable length of time, then they'll have to go to the police station and.