He was grey haired, thin, and had an average length cock that was uncommonly thick. I love girth! He wasn't very dirty talking and didn't really go in...to detail what he liked but he was sweet. I liked him since he wasn't rude or pushy, just a nice older gentleman of sixty-six. He offered to make me brunch and told me to not dress up. He told me if nothing happened it was okay, he was just happy to meet me. I told him I’d see him and I drove to his house. He was very happy to see me. I got a hug. It was then that she realized it was Tim who was driving it. Her jaw dropped. She closed her mouth recalling her mother’s warning that she’d swallow flies sitting there with her mouth open like that. She stared at the car unable to believe her eyes. It was gorgeous.“Sorry about being late. I haven’t had much chance to drive it around this summer and the battery was dead. I had to jump start it and let the battery charge up.”“No problem,” she said. “What kind of car is it?”“It is a 1935. A man was lying on the floor near the woman with blood flowing from a gash on the top of his head.While I watched, a man walked in the front door an up close to the woman. He said, "Please, Mrs. Simmons, put the ax an' gun down so we kin get he'p fer the marshal afore he bleeds ta death. Ya wouldn't want that on yer conscience, would ya?"She said, "Oh my goodness! I never meant to hit him that hard, but he scared me when he sneaked up behind me." She put the gun and ax on the floor and knelt. She tended to her other duties mechanically, depending on her daughter and others in the village to make preparations for the coming winter. All were willing to help, none held back, as they saw the pain of their co-leaders.Seth and Leana, with Tia, Dann, and Aard, lent their strength and skills in smoking and drying the meat and fish, gathering grains for bread, herbs for cooking and medicine, and firewood. Most of this was an ongoing process, with all of them familiar in the shared tasks, but.