Raising her head, she could make out a lone horseman riding across the plateau, long hair flying in the wind. From this distance she couldn't make ou... the face, but as there was only one and as her father and brother had pretty much removed any fear she might have of anything, she slowly stood and waved.The rider's course slowly arched toward her until the stranger was only a hundred yards or so away. There the stranger stopped. The two looked at one another, Anna, curious, the stranger. At that moment we went back in the house and Dillon ordered me to go to myroom. My room was the master bedroom. It was huge with a walk in closetwhich is now empty. A big bathroom with a nice size bathtub and a walk inshower. Sliding glass doors that lead out to a balcony, let's just say itwas the bedroom that most people dream of having. Once in there Dillonstarted to tell me the new rules of the house and how everything in my lifewould go from this point on.Ok listen up bitch. This room is. A pink corner of the last guardian of a woman's priceless passion, her pink lacy panties appeared. This temporary barrier to the eager eyes of the audience, her skirt was pulled over her head and Gloria stood there as a magnificent specimen of feminine beauty. A slight repress of emotion arose from the audience and Barry noticed that the women of the gathering participated in the slight confirming suspicion that the women had rather seduced an experienced woman rather than a virgin. Barry now. As she waited for Amy to answer, she looked down in dismay at her new pantsuit that was now tattered and torn in many places."Hello," Amy's voice answered."Hi Amy, this is Sam..." Sam, what's the matter? Where are you? Are you ok?" Amy said in a barrage of questions because she detected the quiver in Sam's voice instantly."I'm ok Amy," Sam said fighting to control the terror she felt now that the incident was over."Are you sure," Amy asked."I'm sure," Sam, answered."Amy, I'm at Mercy Hospital..
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