I was sitting in the back seat of the truck,smiling my fool head off just a few minutes later. And altho I was excited and didn't think I would,I fell...asl eep a couple of hours into the trip. When I awoke,the truck was at our camp. It was pitch black outside and I could hear them talking as they unpacked. "That boy can sleep through almost anything!" Duke was laughing. "Hay! Fuzzy Nuts! Wake up and help,will Ya?!" Duke bellowed in the window as he knocked loudly on the door with his knuckles.. They were allegotistical, difficult to work with, and often interfered with herprojects. Because she was a woman in a male dominated field, everythingshe did was suspect to them. The atmosphere of distrust and disrespectsoured every day for her at the job. It seemed like every day they madesnide remarks about her: her looks, her ideas, and her attitude. Theywere constantly putting her down no matter how good her work was, so herself-confidence was always taking a beating. Plus, her boss failed. Amber wanted to lick and bite it. The tight t-shirt she wore showed her c cup breasts. Firm and perky. Standing at attention. She had blond curly hair, long, to her ass. A halo was somehow affixed to her head. The wings she wore were long and sexy. Many white soft feathers and probably 4 feet long. Almost her height, from head to toe. A mechanism she wore allowed them to flap slowly. She was beautiful. Throughout the night people in costumes walked by the angel. They would cop a. I was standing in the lounge of one of my customers. I must have had a dumb and dumber expression on my face. My mouth hung open and my jeans strained at the crotch.Let me start from the beginning. My name is Jack. I am 1.9 meters tall with darkly tanned skin. I have brown hair which I crop very short to the scalp and have brown eyes. I am 42 years old, single and I am the proud owner of a very busy pizzeria in the heart of the bustling Cape Town waterfront. The business is an eatery but also.