One of the other girls apparently loved to do that hum thing with their mouth on your cock through your pants. That always makes me laugh when I have...it done. I sat for a couple hours, just watching the rotations go through and getting privates from girls who struck me as hot. However, the girl who I saw when I first walked in never made it on stage. The club had quite a few girls working and each song is 5 minutes, but I should have seen her up on stage by now I thought. Well I apparently. I bought a Stihl chain saw, top of the line MS 880 STIHL Magnum no less. Be Prepared was the Boy Scout motto and I wasn't about to let those little bastards out prepare me.Of course the dealer tried to steer me to something a little smaller than that commercial monster I picked to use for camping but hell, I was the camper here and I knew what I had to have, didn't I? I had it now anyway so I led the girls outside and had them show me the big trees that needed a good felling.The hardwood. I couldn't bring her home with me. I couldn't hold her in my arms. God damn that fucking Bishop!I threw up again in the horse stall and hauled out the soiled straw. I let the horses out into the corral and all three of them stayed clustered around me with their heads against my chest and arms. I buried my face in Gypsy's mane and cried some more."We all do what we have to do."What did I have to do? I had to keep trying. I had to find a way to out-wait her father, to get messages to her, to tell. "This was my first time on an airplane and it's got me a bit unnerved!" Your first time, huh?" Denise said."Yeah, I have never been out of Detroit except once to Grand Rapids to visit Tawnisha's father's parents. We were still dating at the time but we had talked about getting married. But then he got into trouble and is now in prison. Tawnisha was actually born not too long after that trip," Mom explained."I see. Well, putting something in your stomach will help with the flip flops!" Denise.