"If I fuck you, chicken, and I break your eggs, you are dead. They break in you, they flow around, dam you up, break the shells, you die. I don't want...to kill you, chicken. I may be only a hired man, but I'm a farmer too, I value your life and your eggs."He held her to his chest. He petted her back and talked soothingly to her.She calmed somewhat from her frenzy, but she had not yet begun to relax.Spence took her feathery body and brought her down into contact with his cock. He rubbed her up. Fortunately, my Mom saw me and helped me back up, then much to my embarrassment; she picked me up again, this time carrying me towards the house. "Put me down," I protested, though she didn't do so until we were inside. She set me down on the couch, though I couldn't help noticing that she'd already spread out some thick blankets over it before we'd gone in. Obviously she didn't want me to get it all soaked, which I was already doing to some degree. "Man this is weird," I muttered, looking down. By contrast, Bradleigh was dressed in a more stereotypical manner. He worea hot pink crop top that showed off his belly button and tanned skin, witha pair of white skin tight jeans that looked as though they were paintedon. His bleached blonde hair fell in waves past his shoulders."Oh great," Cobi muttered. "Here comes Kennie and the slut." Well, well, well..." Bradleigh sneered as the two approached us. Bothboys sauntered over and looked us up and down giving both of us adisapproving look.. ”Just past the exit about a quarter mile is the EMERGENCY VEHICLES ONLY turn around. I took it, bumped back on the freeway shot across both lanes of traffic and took the north off-ramp and headed south on Main. The first right past the church is somebody’s driveway ... but I know it goes through to Airport Road. I took it, sailed past both homes turned right on the paved Airport Rd. and bombed around the corners.I slid to a stop by my hangar and unlocked the side door. Turning on the lights I.