"You know, Mr. Swede might be a mite upset if all the others get a bonus and he don't. I think we'd better give him a little extra and let him have a ...ouple of days off too."Red laughed and agreed, "I sure don't want to face a mad Mr. Swede. He might serve us skunk or somethin."At the cutoff to the Lazy L, Josh and Red stopped to say good bye to Danni and Sarah. They would see the girls the next evening for Sunday supper but that was a long time to wait for the young couples. The rest of the. Sliding the blindfold over your eyes (a ‘deal-breaker’ in your words) sends a spasm through my cock, your sharp intake of breath coinciding with the plunge of my hand down the front of your pants. Your cunt is already beginning to sweat. I pull my hand out, drag my fingers through your panting mouth, and firm my hand up on your throat from behind. ‘Your mind is mine.’ Four words. Leading you forward, I ease you down on the bed, savouring your whimper as I strip off your clothes. The hair on. As they walked, they began an easy reminiscence about the bygone days and Rosanna remembered how close they had been and how comfortable they had felt talking with each other—about most things. Casey had told Rosanna about all of her dates: the good, the bad, and the absolutely horrible. And Rosanna had confided her fears about her future. As they walked along 74th street, paying attention only to each other and not where they were going, Rosanna caught her heel in a crack in the sidewalk and. I went downstairs to the kitchen, and pulled an ice cold beer out of the fridge. Good thing I had a lot, for I needed something to calm me down. I wanted to fuck her so badly I could taste it as I sipped my cold brew. I wasn't halfway done with the can before I heard her screaming like she just saw a rat. Probably a field mouse had her standing on the toilet seat."Damn," I muttered as I put the beer down and ran up the stairs. I barged in through the door and she just looked at me and smiled as.