They're like raccoons scavenging our garbage cans for food. We've got to do something."Becky finally agreed to meet Mr. Taylor who was more than twice...her age. She decided to give him head, but that was all. He donated a hundred dollars for the blow job. His deposit was made ahead of time and held in escrow until the deal was consummated, then transferred to the bank. Mr. Taylor picked her up after school and drove to a secluded park out of town. Becky liked him. He was a nice man, almost like. He shook his head, reached down and picked up a compressed air horn, he was aware that this device produced a nice, loud, heart-attack generating howl, and he aimed it away from the man and pulled the trigger. The effect was instantaneous, yet somehow not quite what the official had expected. The sleeping man launched upwards and smacked his head on the awning covering the cockpit, then without skipping a beat, he stumbled backwards and tripped over the aft lifelines and rear-somersaulted into. I didn't catch the pun at first, but once it dawned on me what he said, I quivered with excitement. The idea of being out in the open with my men and letting the world see how I loved them made me all the more euphoric. I felt so randy I couldn't wait for the festivities to begin.I knew what I was going to wear. Early today Rick and Ken bought me a black leather outfit - vest, a collar with a chain to be pulled by, and pants with a large round opening for my ass to stick out. I had a simple. "Hi, mom, hi, Penny!" Morning, sweetie," his mother replied. "Grab a chair, there's toast, eggs and bacon on the table and I'm making more coffee."Nodding, he took the empty seat beside Penny. His mother, Claire Blake, was 45-years-old and worked as a part-time realtor. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes, besides a pair of attributes Josh wouldn't have noticed, the D-cup breasts sitting proudly on her chest, hidden from view by a sundress and an apron. She looked quite youthful for her age,.