“Well that crazy ass cowboy was going to do something to your ass, so feel free to brand his ass.” Ronny said as he was now fucking a horny Elizab...th.“Well I can see from your hard on you have been enjoying the show Cowboy Bob. You got excited at the thought of branding me. Why aren’t you as excited at the thought of me branding you?” Cassie asked Cowboy Bob as he squirmed.“Now look here missy! Mrs. Ciminelli said for me to do it! She’s paying me so if she says jump I say how high,” yelled the. But each one in his way said the same thing.And when I look at it objectively, as I haven’t been able to until now, I agree with them. That jackass Peterson told me I was responsible for putting the asshole back on the street, and I was so upset I bought into it. I still can’t completely absolve myself; I damn well have to get more critical about my judgments.But really I didn’t do it, Peterson did, the fuckhead. Nobody forced him to piss his case away. I didn’t do anything spectacular, like. He gets kind of pissy about drinkin' on th' job." Well, hell, you're not on th' job now, you're in town." Naw, I'm still on th' clock. He just sent me in to town special to get you. He says I was to find you and then get my ass right back so as to put you right to work. We need twenty holes dug for them piling's that have to be sunk by Friday or we all going to be gone down th' road." Lee Roy tilted his head back and poured the corn whiskey down his throat. He shuddered and wiped the tears out. Jack had sneaked into the back seat while Janet was seeing Sue off. He had a set of the master keys that fit all Toyota products, so he had no trouble unlocking the door.Janet returned to the car and drove toward home. She drove about two blocks and pulled to the side of the street. "Okay, who are you, and why are you hiding in my car?"Jack was nonplussed that he had been spotted, but he said, "I'm Jack Donner, and I have admired you for months. I just want to get to know you better."Much to.