I had paid good money for seats at Canada's only PBR event at Calgary, Alberta. I chose to attend this event because it usually had a different mix of...bulls to be ridden. My seat was down from to the left of the pens offering a good view of all the action.This was a single day event where each rider, of the 45 qualifiers, rode one bull and the top fifteen riders would ride a second bull to determine the winners. We were about halfway through the first round when the great shift took place.. They didn't. Apparently they weren't worried about letting the blood drip out, and I guess that made sense since most of the blood left with the entrails. They didn't seem to need or want to hang them up to skin them either. After another short rummage through their things they spread out a couple of bloodstained hides on the floor, moved the deer to them, and commenced cutting.Even though my Wyoming Knife gadget had been a bust, Wyoming as a gadgeteer made a comeback with the Wyoming Saws I. ”“I think it’s a good thing you left.”“Me, too.”“Mike, one word of advice.”I chuckled, “I know. If Tasha is REALLY angry with her dad she’s going to want to go to bed with me. Immediately. So she can, in effect, rub his nose in it. I promise you that will NOT happen.”“She’s volatile when she gets upset, like any good Russian woman!” Mom laughed.“And when she gets excited?” I smirked.“Get inside before I DO share those details with you!” Mom laughed.We went inside and I went up to my room. I. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and pulled him in closer, she wanted to be consumed by this young man. After a while she pushed him off and then got back on the desk with her ass sticking out at him.‘Fuck me Allen, fuck me hard from behind!’He got behind her pushed back in and pumped his hard throbbing cock in and out of her wet tight pussy again and again. She had her hands on the desk and his were on her breasts massaging them as they made love. He turned her head and deep kissed her.