Kelly wiggled her ass and said, “Yes!” “Let me give you guys a lube job.”Karen reached into the drawer of the nightstand and retrieved the gel... She pinched a liberal amount into the palm of her hand and scooped a healthy dollop into Kelly’s anus. Her finger loitered inside, taking time, sloshing around. Kelly groaned and lifted her butt and squeezed when she felt a second finger slip into her.“Your turn,” Karen said. She pressed more gel into her hand and slathered it all over my cock. We. Of course, the broken recorded promises and unenforced treaties gathered dust in the basement of some moldy government building in Washington, D.C. never to see the light of day again.The following week turned out to be a crossroads of a sort for our continued trek west to the Pacific Ocean.I had somehow contracted a valley fever of some magnitude that was accompanied by a spate of coughing fits and the frenzied shakes that meant numerous trips to the secluded latrine downstream from our. That night Baccha Singh again at night 1 am came to his house drunk and demanded sex from Roopa. This time Roopa was very adamant to not to give her pussy. I didn’t understand why.This got Baccha very angry and once again he tore her blouse and her milk cans came out. Roopa started running, she came to our villa and started knocking door and ringing the bell. I was upstairs looking at the happenings from a safe place. Mom woke up. She went to the door and opened, Roopa half naked came inside. So far, except for the photograph albums, he had given me nothing of any use for Rick Schwagger's book.My hopes that Rick's 'auto'biography might be my big chance in life were increasingly like pipe dreams. Why had I not been able to make more of the opening? If Dale had been given the chance instead of me, he would surely have planned everything out by now, or decided the idea was impractical and moved on. He would not be dithering as I was.When he returned from work he was worn out. Dinner.