”“Well, that depended on the right deal for you. I’ve got that - you must agree mate,” he winked inside the trailer. “It’s still negotiabl... if I get a piece of the action like this.”Donkey grinned, stepping close and flinging his huge arms round the startled city dweller. He pulled her tight to his chest and grasped her buttocks. Sheila panted in his inescapable hug, feeling the skanky trailer air steaming up through her shorts and into the massive slash of her creaming cunt which was hanging. It was another thing to add to my debt.My reply to him was, "I offer it all to you. Where and when? Patty still goes home every weekend."----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------There was a knock on the door at exactly the agreed time. That was a trait of his. For once I was ready on time. I gave myself credit for not playing the feminine game of keeping a man waiting for me. I hoped he would notice that. I opened the door and paid careful. I arrived before nearly everyone, but I wasn’t that surprised to see Junior and Senior Hoak conferring in the dim pre-dawn light over a set of old plans. Mr. Schultz was with them as was Mister Loeschen. The two farmers let the craftsman do all the talking and nodded. Each man would be responsible for a separate crew. The Hoaks would assemble the massive internal skeleton first, starting with the inner most pair of main supports. By first light, the barnyard was filled with volunteers and. He finally hears the loud music his daughters friends listen to. He turned off the TV and used all his strength to not go out the door yelling at his daughter and hurting her in a blind rang. He took a couple drinks and listened to his daughter laugh and tell her friends to quiet down and that her farther was sleeping. He silently laughed thinking oh how wrong she was and she was just about to find that out. He heard her walk through the door and shut it as quietly as she can and start to walk.