We have good country music and dancing. If one or both of you sweetthings want to come on over some weekend, I'll let you in for free andyou can honor...me with a dance. Just ask for Billy Bob." He smiled,tipped his hat, got back in his truck and drove off with a wave.When we arrived home, we found Carol and her red Mustang convertiblegone. Barbara had me help her carry some bags into the house. We leftthem in the den. I had looked into one of the bags and saw what appearedto be a very large. Which was rising upand down in a very quick and rhythmic way. Heavy breathing. I wasexcited, greatly, and in a new and delicious way.I was in public.Outside. No longer just in the comfort of my own condo, running to mycar with a man's overcoat on, hiding my gurly clothes, or at Bradshouse. No longer being secretive, slipping about in the shadows ofsociety.I was in public, for the very first time.Vulnerable, perhaps. But never more excited and on fire.I was in public.Out.Exhilarating. . His skin looked tanned and golden. But most noticeable was his dick. It was only half-hard, draped over his balls, but was bigger, thicker and meaner. His balls, too, had grown and were large spheres sticking out from behind the tubesteak. His prickbush was thicker too, though, so his balls were half hidden and overgrown. Cody complained that he felt ultra-horny, he really needed to get off, but he just couldn?t. Greg meanwhile, looked the perfect specimen of mankind, although more athletic. Jane took Brittany into her arms, the very deep fury built within her was notone she felt in years. "Maybe it's time I gave my daughter a lesson is how toreally hurt someone."Just then, throwing some more gasoline on the fire, the idiot who had hitrock bottom, decided to start digging again. Badd boy began to scream andcurse, demanding to know who the bitch behind him was."Your worst fucking nightmare, dipshit," hissed a surprisingly cool Dominicaas she walked to his front, standing at least.