In the white world, it means privilege and special status, but in my grandfather’s world, it means land the U.S. Government thought was worthless, a...d that was where they herded the tribal peoples. Sorry, I just can’t ignore how I feel when I hear the word.The hostess showed us to a table. A waiter in boots, jeans, and cowboy hat brought us menus. I ordered a small sirloin, hoping that I could eat it without spilling on my dress. Dad is always sensible about what he eats, and he had the Filet. I could feel her orgasm as well as her pussy walls started to close around my fingers tightly. I continued to eat her still until she came, feeding me her juices until she stopped convulsing. I slumped back against the loveseat, gasping for air and inhaling Jen’s tangy scent. She was too spent to move and I let her be. She remained sprawled on my coffee table, and I have to say, her naked body made quite a delectable center piece. Too bad I couldn’t leave it there for good and have a taste of. Oh well, it’ll come to me sooner or later.I had the car jacked up now and was taking the lug nuts off the wheels, they sure were tight. I thought the wrench was gonna break before they snapped loose with a pop. I rolled the flat tire out of the way and hurried to get the spare in place, the car looked so strange jacked up like that, I was afraid it was gonna fall.I made it, I got the spare all tightened and let the jack down without a hitch. I was relieved too, it sure would have been. She smiled at Andrew as she entered. “Hi there! Sorry I’m late. My lunch meeting went a little long.” Gina walked right by him without so much as a wave or handshake.“No worries” he replied as he turned and followed her to the desk with his gaze. Her protruding breasts would’ve been enough to keep Andrew entranced, but the bulge in her skirt was the icing on the cake. His newly embedded instincts told him to open his mouth and start stroking himself below. It took every ounce of his will to.