"What on earth is the trouble, Miss Worthington?" he asked. Then spotting the twins who were standing with their hands politely clasped behind their b...cks, he realized what the commotion was. "Oh! It's you boys again," he said. "Well, come on in. I've got a second to spare."Triumphantly the Larsens marched past Miss Worthington, and just before closing Mr. Armstrong's door, Bennie, who was the last inside, turned to flash a brilliant smile at the thirty-five year old secretary. Emma spluttered. Fine use it as a distraction boys, but she could out run, out climb, out walk, hell! Out practically anything they could do. I’d seen her fix a broken down Landy once, Stood on the bumper, head in the bonnet, shouting instructions as she tinkered with the engine. Backing out she’d looked triumphant as the engine roared into life. Anna was, well just Anna, her own woman, never seen her with a companion, just a woman with a zest for life and adventure. She did these days out to pay for her. They think they can do what they want and are immune. Someone is going to pay dearly for that mess. At least the girls got some fuel to keep going." I wish it was over; this thing is going to get real nasty before it is," I said.A few minutes later I received a text from Marcy, "I have a fuel retailers license in my hand and Robbie called to say the State Ag Department was there certifying the meter. Jason says that covers all the bases and we are legal for everything." Good, I was worried we. Suddenly lifting my leg onto another seat, close by, I opened my legs sufficiently to give him a view of my unfettered crotch.'I am feeling horny', I said, in a very thick voice, 'I can see that', he replied, 'Your Cunt is dripping wet and swollen', he remarked, as I pulled the t-shirt up exposing myself to him.He responded by undoing his denims and pulling his cock out, 'You will be wanting some of this', he said confidently, as I stood and turned around, sitting on it as we both adjusted.