Well, that manager was such an ass that we wanted nothing to do with his troubles—he wouldn't even tell us how much money had been taken in the loot...We decided "to hell with it" and got back on our horses. If that was the way the bank manager was going to act, he could hunt for the loot all by himself, as far as we were concerned. We rode out of town in a generally northeasterly direction toward Austin. We passed through a couple of towns without finding anything of interest and were beginning. .. She shook her head again...Mistress Dyvia smiled, "Of course." then her eyebrow raised, "What did Itell you would be your reward if you got a permanent assignment within15 weeks?" An orgasm, Mistress?"Mistress Dyvia nodded, her head, and reached into her purse removing akey. She stepped over to the bathroom and locked the door, and cameback inserting the key into Chastity's belt. It hit the floor with aclang. And Mistress's hand was on her cock. It was still working, shecould feel it. She had always wanted a cabin on a lake and I had bought the property intending to build a cabin on it and give it to her on our tenth anniversary.The coin collection that my great-grandfather started and then gave to my grandfather who passed it to my father who gave it to me was the next to go. It was followed by my gun collection, my comic book collection, my baseball cards and soon all I had left was my two-year-old pick up truck and a hundred and eighty-seven thousand in the safety deposit. I dealt the third hand. It was close, and there was some rule interpretation and discussion, but she ultimately acknowledged that I had won again. Carol carefully removed her panties, stretching her sweatshirt down to cover her now bare ass and pussy. It was her turn to deal. “Want to make it interesting?” she asked, as she tried to toss her long hair back with a flip of her head. Her hair rolled back over her should and hung partly in front of her shoulder and chest, almost to her waist, and.