.a helpless maiden. Such were the images that had me so preoccupied as I approached the huge central barn that I scarcely noticed the darkening sky an... distant thunder that heralded the arrival of a long-overdue cold front. Stepping through the door, I waited for the pungent stillness to engulf me. But the thick impatient heat was quicker, assaulting my body with hot clammy hands like a thoughtless lover. With visions of a medieval torture chamber stirring my blood, I quickly shed my clothes. Yes... ... On Monday... No!Listen to me captain! You've had a month, that's four weeks and threedays for a job my fifteen year old daughter does in a week along with herother homework... ... Archive isn't a public library it's open twenty-four by seven... ... I guess another fifty-nine hours will be more thanenough for your rept. See you on Monday."I couldn't hear wrong. He said "daughter" and "her". I was sure he'ddegraded me. I'd expected something coming to subdue me but not soabruptly. I. " Stacy nodded, her eyes closed as her orgasm was quickly building inside of her again as her hips moved into his inward thrusts, involuntarily, moaning, "oh my god, oh my god," over and over. Nathan was grunting as his thrusts became more forceful, knowing he wouldn't be able to last long in her tight crevice. Janis regained her strength and peered back into the room. Nathan was now fucking Stacy, missionary style, his hairy ball sack pulled tight against his body, and a bit of Stacy's. Spectators were amazed at the velocity of Steve's pass, but even more stunned when the kid grabbed the ball as it hit his chest, seemingly with no effort."What kind of marks do you get in school?" asked Steve as the teen trotted back with the football. "What's your name? I think we need to introduce you to some college recruiters." My name's Rick Charles. I'm the guy with two first names," joked the talented teen. "I get mostly B's and some C's in school. I don't know if I'm smart enough to go.