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No questions were answered. I headed into the woods, following a familiar path. The spring thaw was just about finished, with the soil unfreezing and just a few patches of dirty snow left in shaded areas. I had to walk quite a distance to get to where I was going, and unfortunately, my sense of smell helped guide me to my destination. I finally found her, the deer, but no matter how much I had braced myself for it, the sight was almost too much for me to bare. I was staring at the poor girl, feeling sick to my stomach. She, like the forest, had thawed with the warmth of spring, but nature was cruel to her, depriving her of amateur the dignity she deserved. Her body was in the early stages of decay and her smell had attracted other animals. The coyotes had already done a number on her and now bugs were taking their turn. But even now, she was beautiful, as if with one eye I was seeing her as she was before me, but my other eye saw her as she would have been. Her face was cold and pale, like weathered stone, but in my mind, it was warm and tan, and she was smiling with happiness and love. Her eyes were closed, but I could see them, sparkling with her head resting on the pillow next to mine as she greeted me every morning. Her body was in the shadows of the branches overhead, but I saw it shined upon by the sunlight passing through my bathroom window as we lay in the tub, our bodies interlaced beneath the steaming surface of the water. Out here in the woods, she had only the stench of death, but my nose twitched from a scent that wasn't there, the scent I would have found when I embraced her each day and smelled her chestnut hair. The one thing that my imagination couldn't produce was her voice. I could only watch her silently mouth the words "I love you". I turned away, my face soaked with tears. It took several minutes before I regained my composure. Once my eyes were dry and my breathing steady, I began to dig. The deeper I went, the harder the soil became, still out of reach of the warmth of spring, but I powered through it. Giving her a proper burial was the least she deserved and the least I owed her, and I wasn't going to let a little ice take that away. I hacked through frost and tree roots, and finally stopped when I could go no further. I moved the girl into the grave and made sure she was comfortable. I brushed aside a lock of her hair that hung over her eyes, then I draped my shirt over her face like a veil. I began to cover her with soil, praying that this would be the last time. I loved my girls, and I just didn't have it in me to bury another. Starting with Momo in July, four girls had appeared over a six-month stretch. It was now late April, meaning that if there was any sort of pattern, at least two more girls would have shown up by desi now. Either they hadn't appeared or they were far off in the wilderness, probably having met the same end as the deer. Maybe I could finally hope it was over. Maybe the deer girl dying ended whatever was going on. When I was finished, I made a cross out of two sticks and some of the string I used to measure out indian the vegetable garden. I wasn't religious, but it didn't feel right to not leave some kind of marker. I hammered it into the ground and stepped back. As a grave, one certainly couldn't ask for better. This was a beautiful spot. I hope she'd be happy with it. I made the hike back home with my heart now feeling much lighter. Upon reaching the house, I saw that the vegetable garden was finished, at least the drainage trenches and the sod removal were. Tomorrow we would mix in the mulch and plant seeds. I went inside and found the girls aunty in the living room. We were gonna be in deep shit with mom when she got back. He slipped desi his cock in without any further hesitation or consideration. "Ummm, you and Naomi? Both zoom in on where her panties would be if she had them on. By mypenname3000 Stephen says. “I don’t remember asking you a damn thing, Princess.” Drask said sharply, causing Lucilla to start upright. ‘Hey, I’ve got a pussy too. Screwed my brains out." Also, I can not sleep with all that happened tonight. She fell to the ground, trembling, groaning, frothing at the mouth. amateur She started to see herself from a third perspective. She pointed to a chair indian , strip she said and sit here, climbing up on her bed. “Thanks for that Jenna. I felt her nip at my lips gently with her teeth. Only four of the couples he helped get together aunty have gotten a divorce. But then, as Lexi continued to press deeper, a mind-blowing sensation of fullness surged through my completely overstuffed little pussy. I turn the handle and open the door.