Jethro was a huge man. He stood about six foot eight or so and weighed close to three hundred pounds. Logging was his profession so he had almost no f...t on him. It was all muscle. He carefully approached the girl and took her hand in one of his mammoth paws. She blinked her eyes and whispered, ‘Are you an angel? Am I dead?’ ‘No maam, but you are hurt pretty bad. I’m gonna take you out of here.’ He stooped over her and gently picked her up. He got in the saddle and pulled her into his legs. He. There was a large four-poster bed against the wall. Rachel wondered what it was for. "Now that our last classmate has arrived, we can begin." Christine said. "You may have noticed that this room isn't exactly the place you'd expect to have class in. That's because it's not. This is my inner sanctuary. We will only spend an hour or so here every day, but the time we spend here will be the most important part of the class. The etiquette you will learn out there is garbage. It's outdated and. They were pup tents and they went up in minutes. Actually, that area was private property as it belonged to Ryan’s grandfather who had passed away a long time ago and through estates being settled, Ryan had inherited it. He just kept it for later and planned to pass it on to Thomas. This explained why the place was so quiet. It was fenced and, aside from a few lovers who slipped in (no pun intended) when it got dark, the place was deserted. It was late afternoon when the foursome started. I live with my parents in Astoria, New York having been born and raised there before it was gentrified I was used to and took a liking to the gritty crime and garbage strewn streets of my youth, so driving around queens bridge housing projects and queens borough plaza at twelve in the morning did not faze me at all. I am a plumber by trade so I had disposable income but no female companion to spend it on.So to get on with the story I was driving around and by chance I happened to pass a strip.