Finally, I came back to her spine."Kimmi?" Uh-huh," she sighed, sounding as if she was about to fall asleep."I can't really do a good job on your spin... because your bra strap is in the way. Do you mind if I unhinge it?" Whatever." I couldn't tell if she was actually listening, and I didn't care. I was taking off a woman's bra!I looked down at the lacy black challenge. "How do I do this?" I wondered to myself. "Hey Kimmi?" I asked, trying not to let her notice how clumsily I was fumbling with. "Cold and hard, a tube was pressed into John's hand. Danny boy's ready, hethought as he backed up and surveyed the damage: a sopping wet butt, hairsdripping with his own spit and a nice puckering sphincter ready for it."On your knees, Purdue!" John barked as he greased up his fat finger. Thattime he broke Dan in, the older player had complained that John's fingerwas too big, he just replied, "Wait til you feel my cock," and pushed inhard. Now Dan panted in desire as he scrambled into position. I loved them dearly, just as I loved Diane. Worse than that, she found a job in another state and I was denied the privileges of seeing them frequently. In short, my life had turned to shit.My job was to monitor the controls on a number of machines that added batches of pigment and chemical additives into various mixtures. The company I worked for, Traylor Coatings, made special paints and coatings for all sorts of exotic applications. Some of the mixtures were benign and nothing particularly. Walter's arm break had been pretty clean, and it was in a cast. His knee was really banged up though, and he was going to need surgery on it."You just had to go and fuck up my truck didn't you, asshole?" Fuck you Barry. I'm already getting it from everyone else, I don't need you to put in your two cents worth too." It was my truck Walter. I'm the one who is having to walk to school now. You promised that you'd take care of it." You know what? I didn't plan on any of that to happen, okay? It.