My business could run without me so I was almost always available. Each year I would get called several times and we would fly to a remote Western U.S... area to fight fires. We got paid for it but I enjoyed the excitement more than the money. For two weeks every summer I would go to Reno and help with the training and certification of the new jumpers. The Roseville, California fire department had a big enough parking lot that all of the trainees could leave their cars during the two week. Mom and I had been so involved, we hadnt heard the two boys come in. Jesus James, you scared the shit out of me!, I snapped at him. Sorry Dottie, he said, we just couldnt stand it any more, he added. Both boys had their large cocks out of their pants, and were stroking them. I see you have been here for a bit. I said to them. Yes, we have had some show, he said. Well get out of those clothes then, and join in, I said to them.I pulled my fist out of moms pussy, she fell to the floor. This is. ."RAP ... RAP ... RAP ... OWWWW!!!"Ya'll stupid? I told you boys yesterday, wear your cups!" Coach was walking the line again after our five laps and 15 minutes of stretching. "Listen up now! We got ourselves a locker room and I got your locker assignments. I'm gonna call your name and you get a lock and a key. You lose that key and I'm gonna charge you for a new padlock! Ya'll keep that locker room clean and don't be running in the showers! I catch any of you runnin' in the showers and that. Thecocky assuredness he'd had knowing he was Lady Ann in Burt's body hadvanished when it was demonstrated to him just what a craven simpleton hecould be... how he really was trapped in this life until "Lady Ann"returned. He really was just Burt the stable hand. The idiot. The pauper.The labourer.And it was then that it occurred to him that all day, people had beencalling him Burt and not once had it seemed odd. He'd been ordered aboutat the farm from dawn until dusk by the name of Burt and he'd.
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