She was staring at her toes when he walked back in, his hair damp from his shower, his clothes in his hands. ‘I need a bag for these,’ he said, an... paused where he stood. ‘Leave them,’ she said. ‘I’ll take care of them for you.’ ‘You don’t have to,’ he protested. ‘I want to,’ she insisted, rising and going to take them from him. He let the bundle go and watched her walk back to the bathroom, where she disappeared for a few seconds. He waited for her to come back to him, and then reached for. You want to get Mr. Soapy to where he is most needed.” Both husbands were slowly injected and Charley saw exactly what he had experienced at Miss Abby’s the week before. The nozzles went up against the lubed anuses and were slowly pressed in. In and out, twisted left and right, they were reset several times until they were in “just right.” The men fidgeted a bit, but the groans were kept to a minimum. The girls ignored their men’s cries about the nozzles “being too long and too far in.” “Stop. The two women she sent back with me were nervous about going with me until I gave one the spear to carry. When we got to the cart I began pushing it. The woman without the spear took one of the poles and began to help me.When we arrived the women had begun making a meal. Mary came up to me excitedly, "Mike, Susan told me this is pearl millet! She also showed me some root plants we can eat and promised me that she'd show me how to tan skins." She handed me the seed head of one of the grasses and. The complex manager came by to complain about the large truck being in the parking lot and Ken informed him that he wouldn’t be back after that night. Actually it was that afternoon, he had been right about the mall management tossing him out when he gave his notice. Having no intention of gifting the apartment complex with any worthwhile furniture, Ken loaded it all into the back of the truck and figured that on the way out to Carmel he would drop it all off at Goodwill. He didn’t need.