?Is this my money?? he asked, pointing to an open briefcase stacked with twenty dollar bills. ?Yes Sir! $10,000 and a $2,000 tip, Sir!? the fag ex...laimed. James was satisfied. ?Well, let’s get this over with,? he said, hauling his big dick and balls out through the zipper of his jeans. The fag’s mouth opened wide, salivating. He began crawling over to James’ dangling meat, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. He was right in front of his God now and started moving to engulf. Sandra looked over at Martha and noticed she had cuddled up against Jimmy again, and it seemed that his hand was still between her friend's thighs. Or, maybe, it was still there because Martha had trapped it there. It sure seemed like he was trying to pull his hand away, but that Martha wasn't allowing it.Sandra couldn't help but stare at Martha, and when Martha finally turned her head to look at Sandra, Martha asked, "What?"It made Sandra blink, and then she answered, "Oh, nothing. You just. They came charging us just a few moments after we set foot on his driveway, right after we parked just outside of the farm road gate. Fortunately, everyone was all still bunched together when they swarmed us or we'd have lost at least half of our assault force right off of the bat. If my posse had already split up into the two flanking groups as planned, the silver-clawed animated defenders would have ripped them to shreds.Our magical flame might have lit up the night sky, but it didn't do shit. We chatted about stupid stuff like always. Then a silent arose which rarely happened because Sam was a very talkative person. But I broke the silence by telling Sam half-jokingly that he was pretty hot for a guy. Sam just thought I was messing around and he started to laugh, which I did as well. He replied after a long laugh, "You’re not half bad either" the statement had surprised me. I just said thanks still in shock. Another silence appeared. We both stared at each other trying not to.