Mobs tend to follow certain patterns. Individuals, however, can do things for reasons that are hard to guess or understand.Dad pulled into the garage,...and we got out. "Damn, there's blood all over the seat," Dad said. Oops. Neither of us had thought to put something down. "I'll have to get that out before it sets."As soon as I walked in the back door, Mom said, "How badly are you hurt?" Dad started collected cleaning supplies."I'm scraped up in a lot of places, and I'm probably bruised all. “Do you remember me?” he asked. “We met once before. I’m ‘alwaysready579’ from AFF. You sucked me off at my place on your lunch break. You said you fantasized about doing more than one guy. Do you remember?” I looked at him closer in the dim light. I did remember him! I’d met him online. We’d met at a gas station and I had followed him to his house. Yes, I remembered him! Naked in his basement rec room, he’d cum in my mouth not once but twice! Oh yes! I remembered that lunch date! “I do. Our trousers held in one hand, his and mine, I reached, grasped his cock and felt its circumference. Yes, this is what I wanted, as my hand felt his hairy ballsack, the big nuts in his wrinkly pouch. His cock slit was leaking slimy pre-cum already. I stroked his shaft milking out his pre-juice, smearing it over his knob and down his veiny stalk. He spread his legs, taking a wider stance."Unh huh unh," he cleared his throat. "What you want to do?" he asked.Explicit, I answered, "I want to kiss,. Glenda sent the notes and arranged to meet the first contact that evening. She sold him a large bag. The second contact she met for breakfast, and he purchased three. The third met her an hour later and took her last full purse and a half. None of the men gave her any grief. Apparently, they had already heard about the man she shot in the hotel.The little family packed up again and headed back to the airship. She told the Captain where she wanted to go. He was very reluctant to go to someplace.