He pushed up and stood there tense not knowing what was coming. "Keep your eyeballs looking straight ahead don't turn around or I'll blast your guts o...t with this," she jabbed him in the ribs with the barrel of a gun. "Turn to your right and go down under the bridge." I got some money you can have it," his voice cracked as he spoke."Shut the fuck up Mr. Lucky move your skinny white ass now," she poked him again. "Go on now right up under the bridge." His heart felt like it was in his throat.. I snapped a couple shots of her open shared pussy, which I posted on our profile, and sent to Mark via e-mail with a simple note from her, “I’m waiting for you.” My cock was hard for a change, usually having to stroke myself to arousal. I climbed between her invitation and slide inside her missionary style. It was a major improvement from the last time I wrote about, when she wasn’t wet and I couldn’t maintain my hardness. She was tight, of course, and I started pumping away like a teenage. She was in a striking green dress thatsparkled from the back of the room. She blushed as soon as she realizedwho Penny was talking to. “Your friend there,” said Penny, “he’s askeptic, isn’t he?” The theatre buzzed with murmurs and the couple hadsome back and forth. He didn’t look embarrassed at all, but the redheadlooked mortified.The young man stood up. Penny underestimated how thin he was. He wasalmost a twig with thick dirty-blonde hair, a clean-shaven face of aperfect fraternity asshole,. .. never ask him to put this part with that part, “It’s not that way on the record.”“You don’t want to know,” I repeated. “Yes, George. You can try the bass on the Leslie.”“How are you getting to Denver?” Bobby asked.“I thought I’d fly,” I said.“Why not?”“Why not, what?” said Bobby.“Sorry, Bobby. I’m going to drive.” No I wasn’t ... I was going to fly down US AIR.WHY NOT?WHY NOT!The Drawing Saturday night came during the third set at the Mountain Inn in Dayton. I had to announce the winning.