Still in my unusual state of consciousness,I wondered which was the more painful; the whip or the goad. Both hurt me,of course; but with the goad the ...ain was more concentrated, and there wasno preliminary swish of warning. On and on I trudged in the blackness; with only the soft shuffle of my feetthrough the dirt I walked in, my hoarse panting, the creaking of the yoke-pole,and the dull clank of the bell at every short pace I made to break the silence.My bladder opened without causing me to. We don't see each other as much because he's in Charlotte, NC, but I think I will drive up one weekend to see him and enjoy some public fucking. What a high!!! It's even more amazing that he has one of the thickest cocks I've ever been with. I mean this thing is not quite a beer can but close (measured it next to a beer can once).I haven't had anything that thick in a while so it will be fun trying to fit him inside my tiny hole in public, while staying quiet so people don't catch us. This man. "Help me with this, will ya?"I helped until I got distracted by having two big, round firm tits bobbling right at eye level. As she finishing stripping her sweater, I couldn't resist leaning forward and kissing her nipples. They began to swell in the relatively cool air inside the truck."That's really nice, baby. Suck 'em."While I suckled her tits, she skinned out of her little skirt and peeled down the panties. She had hair down there, but not much. She led my hand to her cunt and placed my. In the latter case, she was instructed, sternly, to choose music both for piano and guitar.Leaving the shop, Chrissie cradled the guitar almost unbelieving of the turn-around in her fortunes; Jenni carried a large bag containing the sheet-music, both individual pieces and collections. They returned to Jenni's car and put their purchases away out of sight, sitting in the car, listening to the radio, waiting for the time for Chrissie's appointment.Chrissie was very quiet.Until, "Jenni." Yes?".