Is it true that you'll soon have your own TV show?" Shelly asked. The rest of the crowd gasped. That rumor-mill had obviously bypassed all the other r...porters gathered."Wow! This is really small town, Indiana, isn't it," Joanne laughed. "Everybody knows everything. We don't have a signed contract yet, but I've been in discussions this week with Hearthstone Entertainment, the company that produces Young Cooking with Chef Brian. It's very possible that we'll start production on a new show right. With an impersonal nod he faded back into the crowd. JC watched it but wisely kept silent.The trip home was long and hot. Traveling with a trailer full of horses, a curiious cowboy and my own mind full of doubt wasn't an easy thing to do. Thunderstorms seemed to plague us which caused hazardous driving. Gas prices were outrageous and we seemed to burn through it like air. Ah well. At long last we were home again."Mom!" Pat was in my arms before my feet hit the ground.I was given the gift of one. "You are going to make an old man of me if you keep doing things like this." Jones said."Sorry about that. I fucked up and let my guard down after the kid showed up." What kid?" Jones asked."A kid named Tim... he said he was Davenport's nephew... he showed up not long after you called. He was like me and tried to kill me. Said he'd killed before and his uncle told him I was dangerous and had to be eliminated. You won't find his body. Maybe some ashes beneath the snow on the front drive." Bloody. Now that demon finger was tickling her clit directly, bringing her closer and closer to the edge, as another slipped deeply inside her for her muscles to clench and try to keep inside.And then the hand was gone from her mound, and the lips from her nipple -- her small gasp of protest was answered by a masculine chuckle and a sudden attack upon her hot, wet cunt by a long, equally hot, tongue.Like lightning, Sonnie's tongue dipped inside her hot pink lips, dipped into her wet depths, then slid.