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"She's come to stay with us, at least for a while," Ken explained as he worked, fluffing a pelt that he was getting ready for a mount.

"She" was a shy, almost fearful girl about a year younger than Graydon who was now living with Ken Granger and his wife at their home with the rolling lawns and huge tree-lined pond.

"She's so frightened. I tried to introduce myself and she ran into the house, crying."

"She's not much better with Helen and me. It's hard for her right now. She's been through a pretty rough time, I'm afraid. She ran away from her parents and she refuses to go back. She's agreed to stay here, but only because she has nowhere else to go. We talked to Frank, my brother-in-law, and Helen's sister Madeline, and they're sure not happy about this. But, they've agreed to go along with her wishes. And that, young fellow, has me very puzzled. Frank is not a man to give in to something like this, so easily. I can't get him or Madeline to talk about it, either. They can't--or won't--explain what's behind all this, except they've agree to let Marilee say here. They admit that it's probably for the best that she won't go back to Kansas City."

"How did she get here?"

"Greyhound bus to Wenatchee. She called us from there. I drove down to pick her up. All she had with her was a suitcase and a small purse."

Ken's shop was lined with shelves holding an array of taxidermy stuff: plaster molds which he'd carved for laying up paper-mache heads and bodies for his animal mounts, boxes of chemicals and fittings, racks of hand tools, jars filled with glass eyes of all sizes and carved claws, partially finished paper heads for jobs in progress. A huge bear skull, pinkish and mottled gray, glued up from torn paper strips formed in a plaster mold, stared down at Graydon through a pair of glass eyes set in clay that filled its eye sockets. It was a Kodiak brown bear from Alaska. A Chicago executive ordered it mounted as a head and pelt to fill a wall in his upstate Michigan hunting lodge. The raw pelt, huge and frost covered, had arrived by air freight direct from Juneau several weeks earlier. Ken's skillful work attracted a wide following, especially among the Alaska hunters.

"Give her a few days. We'll let her settle in. Then I'd like you to come Saturday to spend the day. We'll have a picnic and you two can get better acquainted. She's going to need a friend her own age who she can trust. It will be hard for her, starting over in a new school here, so different from her big city home."

"Sure, no problem. I'll be here mid-morning. What can I bring?"

"Just yourself, and a good appetite. We're planning a big picnic feed for the four of us."

Ken briskly combed the heavy pelt, fluffing around the scruff of its neck, down the sides of both cheeks and the jaw, then between the ears and eyes. He'd already set the ear formers in place, glued inside the delicate skin. He had opened each ear, removed its cartilage and very gently scraped the interior lining. This one detail, forming and shaping the ears, was an essential part of creating a life-like mount. Ears are an important part of an animal's "gesture," Ken had explained, just as facial expressions are an important part of human communication. Ken had an magic touch with his mounts. They looked nearly alive.

Saturday was warm and brilliant, a perfect day. Gentle breezes riffled the pond where a pair of white swans glided along its birch-sheltered banks. A gaudy peacock strutted about while a flock of busy-body Guinea fowl chattered and chased down insects along the sagebrush fringe of the upper lawn by the tool shed.

Ken, Graydon, and the girl, Marilee, sat in lawn chairs on the patio, enjoying the view and relaxing after a bountiful picnic lunch. Helen was inside making tea.

She had loosened up a little since her arrival the week before, but Graydon could count on one hand the words she'd said to him today. He sensed great turmoil and hurt in her but she was otherwise closed off, her mood dark and frightened.

He felt a small presence in the grass fringe bordering the flower beds. He focused his mind and called. A shy cottontail rabbit appeared, unafraid, peering directly at the girl, swinging its small ears forward, taking small hops toward her.

"Be still; don't move. It wants to visit for a moment," Graydon whispered to her as she watched, wide-eyed, looking from the rabbit to Graydon and back. Ken watched. A grin twitched the corners of his mouth.

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We planned it and since I was off monday and my wife was at work our little plan became reality.I went and met my mistress in a parking lot not to far from my house that morning she got in my truck dressed like a total slut black high heels and a little black dress that clung tightly to her extremely thick body she wore no panties and no bra underneath which let her huge breasts sag a little and left a wet spot on my seat where her soaking wet fat pussy was, I felt my cock rise in my pants...

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After daddy explained to me, what is involved with a man fucking my ass, I wanted to try it. I already knew that playing with my ass, made me cum hard, after all daddy eats my ass all the time. I smirked, and decided, now's the time to try it. I leaned up, kissed him deeply, and asked, "Daddy will you fuck me in the ass today, I'm dying to see how it feels." "Are you sure you're ready for it baby? I don't want to hurt you." "Daddy, if you touched my cunt you will see that I am...

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I picked it up and said, "Hello?" nervously. The caller was Mr. Morris's secretary. Mr. Morris is the owner of the company. She asked me if I would be able to come to the office and meet with Mr. Morris in two hours. I told her that I'd be delighted. She probably knew I was lying. As soon as she hung up the phone my stomach was in knots. I've met all of the vice presidents at the various company functions I've attended. But I've never met Mr. Morris. He doesn't socialize with the...

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In fact, Carmen was right--Dan did have enough desire left to fuck her one last time. During that fuck, he asked her how she planned to get the other patients out of the hospital--the ones more comatose than he was--but Carmen just said that they would have to take their chances; the reason she was helping Dan, specifically, was because she needed at least one alert and fully conscious witness alive to testify against Claire in court. That didn't necessarily encourage Dan--that Carmen was...

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Hitchhiker's Guide To That Alternate Universe You hitchhike long enough you'll meet all kinds. All kinds of men that is. Never was picked up by a woman, just men, so you can imagine how surprised I was that a woman would ease over and stop. She was older than mom and my aunt, perhaps not, but prettier. It was as if she'd just stepped out of the house fresh. A pleasant voice asking where I was going while she gave her attention to traffic again. I told her North, about twenty...

GangbangCreampie Brandi G92

Finally, the moment you’ve been waiting for! Watching the voluptuous, beautiful, blonde Brandi get fucked, filled, and fed by the #Cocksmen. The guys were extra ready to get the job done this week, so ready, there wasn’t much of an intro, so much as a pouncing. They were like tigers, Mitt even got to bring all 5 of his friends this week. Brandi services 6 guys, takes 8 hot creampies, a facial, and a glazing of those big ol’ pussy lips. We ran a little longer than usual today,...

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