" she mused, trying to ignore Lee's hands playing with her leg, one finger slowly finding its way up her skirt."If all goats have horns, and my cow ha... horns, my cow must be a goat - that sort of thing?" I've also heard it as if all flibs are flobs, and all flobs are flubs, are all flubs flibs?" I added, and Lee nodded in my direction."Exactly," he said."We know that cows aren't goats, but it's easy to get confused. All flubs could be flubs, but they could also be something else. And being. I saw her eyes widen as I slid my free hand down to squeeze it. I pinched her dark nipple between two fingers, and she really squirmed in my grip."I'm in a hurry, girl. What happened to those men?" Who, what men? You're hurting me."I twisted her arm a bit tighter and heard something pop. I let her go and pulled her down to the bed. "Patrice," I said, "tell me, damn it or I will hurt you." It was the colonel," she moaned, pulling up her dress and rubbing her shoulder. "He made me, said he'd kill. Anyone else would have offered me a towel or something. No, old Pervy Tom was having a real perv fest.He talked non-stop the whole way to Ken's back door and I moaned when I saw the back veranda light was on. It was bright as day. Tom was babbling on about deadlocks and dead latches and how ken had got the wrong ones and blah blah fucking blah. We got to the back door and Tom knocked on it normally. I wondered where Ken was.I don't know why I followed him into the light of the back veranda but. I, on the other hand, was close to six feet barefoot. While I wasn’t big-boned, I probably was half again her weight. Woman-handling her around wasn’t that difficult. I think she was more caught off-guard and simply didn’t fight me. She dropped the helmet, but I barely noticed as she straddled my legs. I pulled her against me and then revved the engine.“Oh Fuck!” That’s all I heard as she clung to me, her legs going around my waist. I held her by her waist as she threw her head back. Her hand.