Except for his school. When he'd run a Google search on a small, private school not far from the farm he'd grown up on, he'd gotten back thousands of ...inks including an official site put out by the school itself. Searching on "Saint James School for Boys" and "Wyoming" had gotten him three links—all to maps that showed the school, the ghost town of Dry Gulch, and a vast expanse of nothing at all.He fell asleep looking forward to sharing what he'd learned with Gus and hearing what the older boy. Except that Amy was much younger. She also kinda resembled that country singer, Kimberly Perry, in a way, a real cutie that one.“Now, there you go, sweetie,” Amy told Monica while letting her hand wander a little further south of the waist than expected, “weight a desirable one for someone of your height and build, maybe a bit over the medical ideal, but still quite pleasing, trust me. Nothing wrong with this, either. It’s clear that you’re not frigid, not judging from the swamp in your bush,. Stanton acts like you're not around when he starts”. Denny grinned as she opened her thighs wide saying “here, just look and you'll know”. Denny dropped on his knees viewing her cunt saying “has Carlos seen it”, she grinned “I'm sure he has”. “Stanton huffs and puffs, moans and groans loving it when he has you”, Denny said, “must be real good”. Joan laughed, “I don't know, I've only been on the receiving end, I don't get much out of it except wet”, Denny screamed laughing! “I don't give him the. “You don’t trust me? You follow me or something? Can’t trust your coke whore girlfriend? You bastard?”“Hey, I just wanted to find out where you worked!” he protested. “You wouldn’t tell me, so I followed you, that’s all. What’s the matter, you too embarrassed to tell me where you work?” That hit home, so he followed up. “Listen, I didn’t say anything about your past, you brought it up, not me. I’m sorry I followed you, but what’s the big deal? Are you embarrassed by working here?”Now it was.