As I was moving things into a dryer, another truck driver came in. We talked a little before Bill showed up. By then he knew some things about me but,...seemed a little shocked when Bill turned out to be black. I guess he liked the idea of what I was but not that I was associated with a black guy. Things cooled a little before we left but he was still cordial to us.Bill had a load but we had to go to Atlanta to pick it up. It was going to some little town I’d never heard of in New Mexico…that. "The lady broke down and was crying, trying to fill out the claim form and look up the amounts in big manual. Steve just shook his head, got in his cart and drove off. The lady asked me, "Would you mind using my camera and take pictures of the housing for me. I also need pictures of the cart that was sprayed with rocks. Are you personally going to sue us for damages?" Probably not, Ma'am. I'm not into that sort of thing. Fair is fair, you take care of my boss and this lady and I'm fine with. You clamped my other ankle in the spreader bar and I could feel you adjusting it to the maximum length. Then you kissed my thigh right at the base of my ass as you got up, causing me to shiver with excitement. You pushed my skirt up over my ass, admiring your handiwork. After a moment, you held the smallest of the buttplugs to my lips. "Suck," you ordered, and I did, getting it well wet. You took it abruptly from my mouth, and wasting no time, inserted it gently but firmly into my ass. It was. Where do you want to start?" What's the bad news?" I replied."There's definitely an entity in our home," she replied seriously. "The psychic noticed it when he was here a few days ago. He said the entity gave him messages in his dream last night, and when he woke up, it was 2 am, which was right after we heard those noises."I was taken aback by what my mother said. She was completely serious."Jeez, if that's the bad news, then what's the good news?" The good news is that there's a way to deal.