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So, Marvin began his story to the young girl, whom he later learned was named Jennie. “There was an old cumshot cowboy, age 38 being considered old for that time, who had worked out on the range for several years, alone and in company of other lonely trail hands. They had a terrible cook, who fed them food that they could barely eat and some kind of thick black syrupy drink that he called coffee. At least it was hot and wet for them.” With this the little girl smiled in appreciation and his other audience seemed to be enthralled. So, He continued, “This old cowboy, named Hoss and usually called Ole’ Hoss, had been working for the Boss, who owned and managed the ranch for several years, amateur and Hoss was known to be an honest and dependable man. So, the Boss decided to send Hoss to town for a couple of days of fun and to gather a manner of supplies for the ranch that they couldn’t make or grow for themselves. It would be most of a day’s ride and would be somewhat dangerous of a trip.” With that Jennies’s stop came up and she nodded to Marvin and jumped off of the bus. The rest of his audience were curious as to when he would continue the story that they didn’t want to miss and so he remarked for them all to hear, “I ride on Monday’s, Wednesday’s and Friday’s” So the audience talked amongst Brunette themselves and designated a couple of them to keep track of the story for those who would not be able to ride on each of those days. And so grew the reputation of the ‘story bus.’ And its ridership increase dramatically over time. The next time that Jennie and Marvin were on the bus together, he continued the story for her after noting her expectant eyes, “So, Ole Hoss stated out with his very experienced horse, Ambler. The horse was named that because unless there was an obvious emergency or it was spurred into spirited action during work, it just took its time in going anywhere. And even though Hoss was in some kind of hurry to get to town, but respectful of the horse’s feelings, he just let it proceed at its own pace, which was, of course, ambling. At that pace, it would take a good part of the day to get to town, but the time taken would ensure that they would not take any unnecessary chances (the adult riders recognized a life lesson there being passed on by Marvin) and any risks could be met without rushing in to them (with this Jennie also recognized what was going on and smiled in response, nodding to Marvin.) The road to town, and it was actually an old cow path and maybe deer path too, was narrow and barely passable in places due to fallen trees, landslides and washouts from gushing streams from the melting snows in this high land. But, despite having to divert into very prickly brush at times, Hoss continued to make progress toward the town of his destination. Finally, he came over a rise and could see the as of yet japanese unnamed valley and the ugly dingy little town in its middle. This used to be a mining town, but the asian mines were playing out and so the surrounding area was being taken over by small ranchers and smaller homesteaders who lived in an uneasy peace due to the cross purposes of each of their operations. Hoss now moved toward town at an increased pace, since even Ambler was feeling excitement at their coming encounters………” With that, he cut off the narrative and waited a response from Jennie, since her stop was still several stops away. “Are you hurt?” "And I know that you had sex with my mother. He should be reported!” The last condo on asian the west side of the east southern facing central building was a repair services and outside maintenance office manned six days a week. Its vision dimmed Brunette to black and it collapsed into the water cumshot with a splash, its limp and dying body drawn by the receding tide amateur back down the tunnel to be swept out into the sea. The goat moved closer and I kept licking and stroking the goat’s cock until it went stiff again. “I’m not on birth control” she said as she pushed my board shorts off as she rode on top of me, our sinful deeds covered by the whirpool of the hot tub. But why don’t we just eat in? No driving, we can just relax. japanese “And which ones are nude beaches?” “Nope,” she said, turning around. I'd heard that word before but not like that ! ...