The man smiles again as he pours the weighed gold into a bag they have for such things before getting another of Will’s bags and pouring it into the...bowl. For the next half hour or so he’s busy weighing the gold and writing the figures down. It’s easier for him to adjust the amount of gold in the bowl so he weighs one pound lots, bags them, and marks them on a sheet.When he’s finished the man turns to Will, saying, “You’ve seventy-two pounds, eight and a half ounces of gold dust, Sir. How do. The caller told him that she was Mrs. Green and that she had heard he did various jobs and chores and that she needed her gutters cleaned and her garage straightened out. She asked what he charged and he told her ten dollars an hour while he watched his slim sister wiggle into her jeans. His cock had still not fully softened, and it surged as she pulled her pants up over her cute little ass.Mrs. Green said that her friend, Mrs. McKee, had told her about him.Billy's cock twitched when he heard. In any case it wouldn't help because there is no cell phone coverage anyway.Thank you very much for taking my place with Joseph tomorrow. I really appreciate it. I'm sure he will be a little upset that it is not me, and he will surely take it out on you. I don't think he will use the cane though. He only uses it when he is really pissed. I never asked you: Have you had anal sex? I hope you have because he likes to go that way. He is hung like a stallion; I've never seen any man that can keep it. I KNOW, after six, so little Jackie doesn’t get in trouble. <,3 Slipping the phone back into his pants, he took a moment to adjust his tell-tale bulge before getting bagels and coffee to go, fantasies of what could happen tonight keeping him company all the way back home. 6:27 PM Jack slipped his feet into a pair of grey plaid Vans before pulling on a short black leather jacket over a black tee. Impatiently, he checked his iphone for messages before shoving it into the front pocket of his.