big tits babe cam None of the listeners, amazed at the sincerity of the song, knew that it was not just a tribute to the great American style.
No one knew what it was – confession.
Loudai, California 1967
Her name was not Rosie, but Kelly.

Only the other day she turned 18 years old, and she was beautiful as soon as the girls of the American West are beautiful at this age, full of hope and dreams.
Only the other day at school was her graduation party, where she rightfully became the “first miss.”
She was the daughter of a local sheriff.
And his girlfriend – the first, beloved and only, as always happens at this age.
John put down his guitar and looked at her gloomily: “Still decided?” Silent nod in response.
– And the father did not mind? The girl sighed: – Objected.
But, you know, my mother supported me.
She closed with him in the room, they talked for a long time.
Swore.
But he agreed.
And he even said that he would send out fifty dollars a month.

“This is great,” John sighed.
– Maybe you will not have to earn extra money.
They have been talking about this since last year.
Back in the fall, John knew that this was their last joint year of meeting, walking, listening to their favorite music.
He knew that after graduation, Kelly would leave to go to Berkeley.
She always wanted to study, she dreamed of being a journalist.
John was happy for her, but this joy was lurking somewhere in the very depths of his soul under the hardest feeling of bitterness and – maybe even a little envy. hot babe webcam strip
Before her opened a wide, chic world of student life, a big city, new discoveries, new music, dating.
maybe a new love.
The last guy feared the most.
But.
and what should she do here in this sleepy little town? There are still spitting and switching channels here, when Martin Luther King is shown on TV, and when biker flocks rush through the city at their annual gathering, they lock doors and windows, and even sheriff, Kelly’s father, a thunderstorm and horror of all hippies within a radius of forty miles prefers not to leave the house.

What can this fragile, dark-haired, so cute, slightly naive and touching girl wait for? And what can he give her – a laconic, shy lubger working at a local gas station? Well, yes, he has a group.
Well, yes, sometimes they perform in the surrounding cafes and clubs – sometimes for a fee, more often for food.
Kelly squatted in front of the guy, took his hands in her own and asked quietly: – John.
Why don’t you come with me? The guy, who had looked a little to the side before, looked at her: – With you.
And what am I going to do there? In Berkeley? – Well, what? – spoke Kelly convincing whisper.
– Find a job.
You will write songs and sing.
But we will be together – isn’t it great? John pursed his lips and sighed heavily: – Cel, baby.
Do you know how many people there are like me? Do you think they will listen to me? “They will,” the girl said with conviction.
– I know – believe me.
You will find those who hear you.

And I’ll be there.
Let’s live together, rent an apartment.
– I.
What about the guys? Do you think they will go with me? Kelly was awkwardly silent.
Under the “guys” meant the three other members of the group of John – older brother and two classmates.
They were friends together almost from the cradle.
They were united not only by common life, study and hobbies.
It seemed that they had a common soul.
“Do you think they will come with me?” – repeated John.
– Vaughn Dick will be studying for a lawyer from his father, he is already on probation in his office.
Tim has a family already.
And so they just throw everything and rush along with us? – And you think they like to sit here? – hotly spoke girl.
– Johnny, honey, look around!
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