She'd long considered her marriage to Percy stifling as well as unhealthy. I believe that she even used the 'toxic' to describe it. Both of them are b..., of course. That seems to be a very common trait of the members of your fan club. Not that all are bi, mind you. A significant number are as straight as a barber's razor, but they'd eat a pussy just to get a chance with you. I know because they paid their membership dues, remember?"Anyway, there's no harm in screwing both of them, but I don't. Rich dropped her back off at the thrift store she was at earlier. He threw her a few bucks that she made earlier. She could use the money for whatever she wanted, usually food or cigarettes.She walked to the McDonalds on one end of the parking lot. The night staff were not surprised by her attire. They frequently had girls come in at all hours of the night, during all times of the year, in even less clothing than Angel’s studded bra, vest, shorts and combat boots. This area was known to be. Tom and Cal were on a trail that, according to their maps would lead them to Stockton in Rooks County. The trail was well used from the looks of the wagon tracks as well as horse and rider tracks.Here, as over in Graham County, there were fences adjoining farmland. Riding east on the trail to Stockton they came to a trail that cut back south from the main trail. Here there were many tracks where some one had driven cattle west on the trail then turned them south on the other trail.The tracks. It still seemed so confusing in the morning.What she'd done, playing with herself and getting off on it was completely understandable. Anybody would have done what she'd done because it was utterly hot to listen to. She had no way of knowing, until it was too late, that Heather had been with another girl. It was none of her business if Heather preferred to fuck girls. But still, Heather had been fucking a girl and Sara Jean had gotten off on it. She didn't know what to make of it. She resolved.