Thank my lucky stars we could park right near theentrance and I would only have a few meters to be exposed to the publicgoing in and coming out. My l...ving wife on the other hand had a totallydifferent idea in mind. Instead of parking in front of the salon as Iexpected she drove all the way over to the west end of the parking lotand chose a spot as far from the building as she could.I, being the ever practical man that I thought I was, said: "What thehell are you parking way out here for? . “I have the solution for that,” he said.She wiggled her hips again.“I know.”“Here, or in bed?” he asked.“Bed is so far away,” she whined, hamming it up.“Stand up,” he ordered.She did, but only enough for him to reach and push the waistband of his shorts down, where it caught under his balls. Then she reached for him and notched the tip of his cock between those fat pussy lips he’d been looking at. She sank down slowly, making a sound that caused him to get even harder.“Don’t make me do without. “I’m saying that after they fail to turn themselves in, we go after them hard,” Hank said. He spit into his cup. “We let them know that we mean business. In the country, that means none of them survive.”“We are pretty outnumbered. How do you suggest we do that?” Dan asked.Hank stood up and said, “Come look at what I got in the back of the trailer.”Calvin grinned and said, “You’re going to love this.”Everyone followed Hank to the trailer. After Hank opened up the storage compartment in the rear. Nick's candy cane."But I shouldn't," she said, though she said it with doubt"Is this truly what Christmas time is all about?"Mr. Corbin grinned "Christmas is all about sharingAnd fucking is too! They're both worth comparing!Both Christmas and Fucking have specialty stockingsFilled up with goodies and not used for walkingsAt Christmas the carolers sing out in the nightSo too when they're fucking, if the fucking's done right!At Christmas we all wish for good will towards menAnd what do men want?.