I was well known enough in the proper circles that I never had any more space between jobs than I wanted, and six or seven weeks ago I wanted to work....A couple of phone calls and here I was in Nowhere, Alabama. At an RV park.I pulled a big travel trailer behind a pickup truck that caused drool to run down many a chin on a construction site, and my standard ploy was to park the travel trailer at a convenient RV park and live in it, pocketing the sizable "per diem" allowance I got in addition to. "Hey, don't worry about the cameras we will only show you husband the scene you just did with Tammy, he'll never find out about the professional fucking you are about to receive." John lied. "Mmm, that it is exactly what I need, as long as my husband doesn't find out I'm ready for you."That was not the response I had expected. "What the fuck" I yelled, not sure how I was going to intervene. With my cock out I felt vulnerable, and there was no way I was going to be able to overpower the large. Is everything all right up there? I asked from the base of the ladder. Uh&hellip, uh&hellip, Im just trying to get the top of the window clean, Tom stammered. Just give me a minute. Hey, can you go get another sponge and some more paper towels while I finish up here? I looked up the ladder to see Tom trying to hold cleaning supplies while trying to reposition his ever growing cock. I was sure that Tom had found Mary and he was now intent on watching her masturbate. Sure, Ill get some more. "So I have an armed sex offender living in the school exclusion zone, and you all just found out?" asked the Detective."I found out at about 2am when I finished my web search. I just found out about the weapons, and called you all within 10 minutes of that discovery." Robert answered."OK, well I need to find this guy and talk to him." he then asked the question Robert was afraid he would. "Can I talk to Miss Simmons?" OK, that is the rub. This guy beat the crap out of Miss Simmons last night,.