I quietly climbed out of the pool, then hesitated, considering the best way to handle the situation.Sometimes the simplest choice is the best one.The ...cent trail left by the bandit was easy to follow, even without the tracking skill. I quietly snuck along after him. I wasn’t skilled in sneaking, but I had another plan. I didn’t try to approach him. With these senses I could stay deep in the woods and still see and hear what was going on.A little while later I reached a clearing. At least two. He ran around the front and got in. As I drove off, my mind was racing and blood was rushing in the direction of my groin, as my cock swelled in my white cotton CKs. His name was Dean and he was 22. I was trying hard to think of what next to do or say, as well as where the hell to go and within moments, we were out on the main fast road and I had slipped into top gear and was cruising at 65. I decided to take a chance with some more double-meaning word-play with him, to see where it led.“I. Humiliate the fat girl! Make her blow you in public!"Wendy nodded. "He sort of did that to you, but you woke up and found you were simply in his living room, right?" Yeah, but he left the suggestion there! He was going to do it again. In public this time! I know it!" Uh, huh." Wendy didn't seem convinced. "What's this about humiliating the fat girl? Wasn't he helping you lose weight?" Well, yeah. He said that..." What size were you when you started your weight loss program?" Um. Sixteen." Be. I had Tovar come with me and taking an ATV we went down to their old huts again. This time I selected a hut with some small but straight sticks. I needed something like three quarters of an inch thick and at least as long as the hut was wide. We found several and cut them loose and loaded them on the front basket of the ATV. We went back up to the smoker and the workers had gotten about 2 feet up the walls. I had them tie in the four longest poles in the hatch pattern I wanted. “Ok now put more.