This looks less racial and more personal,” I said.“Thanks, we have looked at them as well,” she said. “Nobody jumps out us like you did.”“...ell good luck with that. Since I didn’t do it, you are going to have your hands full unless you want to plant evidence,” I said.“We don’t do that here,” she said.“Right, like you don’t get tainted identifications,” I said.“Bastard,” she said.“Bitch,” I replied. The phone went dead in my hand.I slept well enough. I always had issues in the middle of the night. We would talk more tonight, after dinner.While they were wandering, I worked on building a porch roof, using the buckboard as a platform to stand on. Just as I walked back up to the house from returning the buckboard and mules to the canyon, the dark clouds that had been threatening all day finally broke loose. I used the last of the water to make another pot of coffee and put the empty pails out to catch the rain.Jorge and Giuseppe eventually came in the door, but about ten minutes apart. Both. "Tired of your shit, piece of crap, useless turd can't even come to work on time. No wonder you're being a bitch to a bunch of sweaty stinky hoes that use you as a fucking vibrator!" said Dia, grabbing and shaking the nude man with an intense angry look in her eyes as the veins showed in her head. "Just wai hold on," said Aman, smiling."Oh no, I want you naked and you're getting the ass," said Dia."Whoa, look I can," said Aman, before being cut off."Shut up!" shouted Dia, the whole sauna. She heard soft murmuring and sighing from the couple. She saw them turn toward the stairway and walk toward it, their eyes locked on each other.“Finally,” she said, making the pair aware of her presence. Jason, she noted, had a firm erection.Susanna smiled at her. “I’m taking him to bed, if you have no objections.”“You are planning to dry off a bit before you sully my linens?” Shayla suggested.“A bit,” Susanna said. “Do you mind?”“Of course not,” Shayla told her. “Treat her nice, Jason. She’s a.