“Y’all agree, Joe Bob?”“Sure as shit stinks ... oops, sorry Roycealee,” he apologized. “Sounds like kids are involved, too. Bull’s sport... teams, maybe former teams. Likely that dog’s been huntin’ for a while.”“We’ll probably know tomorrow or the day after,” Rule told them. “Bet there’ll be a pot full of high-priced, slick Yankee lawyers turning up real soon. Let’s throw them off by acting like a bunch of slow country rednecks.”He turned to Roycealee and said, “When you get back to the school. Everyone wanted to say hi to the new girl now that she had gotten a seal of approval from a jock.Ella looked around, pretending to have high standards when it came to choosing cocks dripping with the throat juice of female strangers. She remembered who had been the guy sharing the popular girl’s throat and leaned in toward him before opening her mouth. If there was one thing she’d learn during her years of school-hoping, it was to always follow the pecking order.Despite her recent crash. Then, along came the “know it all” schoolteacher recently arrived in the game preserve and she was adamant that everything that ended in “us” needed to be changed to “i” because it was something called “Latin”.Harry didn’t think that he wasn’t very Latin and he knew most of the other hippopotamuses didn’t think “hippopotami” was the correct form of designation.Besides, he didn’t think that old time stuff like Latin and Rome and Greek and Greece belonged anywhere near Africa and they as free. She had always played along when she was between steady relationships and so she was sitting alone at the bar one evening when there was a real row over at the other end.One of the Doms was screaming at the top of his voice, "The little cow bit it, just because I came in her mouth. Look it's bleeding."Indeed one of the Subs had bitten hard on his prick and had broken the skin above and below."Yes, I bit it," screamed the Sub, "I told him no and I threatened to use the safe word, but why should.