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She pranced around me, overjoyed for the two of us to be together on such a beautiful day. Many of trees she showed me were pretty punky but would still burn ok, just not quite as hot. Most of them were in pretty good shape, still hard and dried out from the summer sun. We arrived at the first tree and I gave Sonja a pair of safety goggles and told her to stand back while I put on my own. This wasn’t my first time using a chainsaw, but it always made it nervous. “Ok, this is going to be really loud. Just keep your distance, and whatever you do, don’t stand under the tree once it begins to fall.” I started up the chainsaw, making Sonja wince and stockings cover her floppy dog ears. The motor roared and whined as the chain met the side of the tree, sending up clouds of sawdust and Brunette wood chips. Two Hairy slow cuts sent the tree falling, busting through the canopy of its healthy brethren and shaking the woods upon its landing. I then went down the line, spoon cutting it up into sections to be split. Our house had a woodstove in the living room, but it was pretty small, fitting for our little cabin. It may Hardcore be possible to simply heat the house with only the sticks the girls had found, but I wanted something with a little more girth. I just had to make sure they could fit. With the tree diced up, I began chopping up the sections with the axe, first setting them onto the stump and then making a few heavy swings. Damn it, I had forgotten how much I hated splitting wood. He couldn't sit by Hairy and watch while his sister suffered a fate worse than death. Understand slut? “We can take my car.” Sarah said and grabbed her keys and purse. “The trees do form a path.” Arbor Hardcore insisted with a serious nod. They were both blonde, Mrs. Alberts a darker shade than Tonya's platinum hair. John hesitated for a guilty spoon moment, and then quietly admitted, "Last week." I bet it’s all her doing” mom said as she sat down again. I went upstairs, got on the bed and watched the two videos I had in my phone. Carl was a handsome ROTC cadet I had been seeing Brunette for six months. When I looked at her, she had a sweet smile on her face, stockings her heart free of all doubts and stresses.