He looked at me and sighed, "Hairy, what have you done?" He slumped back in his chair, took off his glasses and wiped his brow.The other excavators le...ned in and he tossed the top of the shirt off the blanks. Everyone was astounded! He immediately re-covered them with my shirt and laid his hand over them. "No Touch!! Don't even breathe on them!"He took a pill and glared at me. "Hairy? Where did you get these? I hope you preserved provenience."I nodded. Stood. Walked to the water bottle. Got a. He got really excited."Mother says, "Oh my God, I want you to stop doing things like that too. Anyway, why do you and Jason go out to the barn every day and spend about an hour there?"Jenny replies, "We feed the livestock and other chores."Mother says, "For some reason I suspect that you and him are doing more than just your chores together. Listen, I don't see why you should close the large sliding doors. Leave them open from now on and just close them at night. I want to be able to see from. "Can you tell me a single song they played?" Wh-wh-what do you mean?" she stammered. Oh God, he knows. He saw her. She closed her eyes, dreading his response.He gripped her hips, pulling her against him. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass through her thin robe. "You are one hot piece of ass, you dirty slut," he whispered.She froze as he repeated the words that had been whispered in her ear that other night. It was him? He was the one who fucked her? Her mind was spinning with. "Are you sure this is the only way to pay this tax?" Not at all, ma'am," I said. "If you'll just look under subparagraph B, Section 2, codicil XVIII, you will see that a cashier's check for $6,313 may be remitted--" I don't got no six thousand dollars lyin' around," she snorted derisively."Well, that only leaves one alternative," I said. "Is your husband around?" Nah, he's at work at the bottling plant," she said. "He won't be back until tonight." Well, then, that should give us plenty of time.