I.T. night school to learn construction. Once more, he finished, paid with a five dollar bill and with a cheery goodbye, turned a left.After a while, ...he began to anticipate his arrival. He was invariably upbeat, polite and dressed neatly. He was trim and athletic but a three quarter size man. "If he was a bit bigger," she thought, "I could go for him." She dismissed the idea and went back to work.It was after he had been coming in for three weeks that he asked her out. He arrived at his usual. "If I didn't know better," she snarked, "I'd say you're a man who just got his ashes hauled." He glanced at her with a shit-eating grin. "Oh, good grief!" she whispered. "You did, didn't you?"He continued on toward his office, ignoring her hissed pleas for sordid details. When he got to his office, he noticed some of his furniture had gone missing and there were empty boxes sitting on his desk. Bob walked in behind him and clapped him on the shoulder."Well, son, today's the day," he proclaimed. I started off inside Lyndsey, but with Emma lying between us, it seemed acutely hot that I was almost fucking them both simultaneously. I knew that this was going to be it, that I couldn't hold off. Lyndsey, aware that the two minutes was almost up was bucking her hips quickly and squeezing rhythmically in time with her thrusts in order to get me off before her time was up. I had to time it perfectly, and I did. With seconds to go, I felt the orgasm contractions begin and the spunk rising. You’re headed up to try your hand at finding a little silver or gold, I reckon?”“No, I’m looking for a man – and I have reason to believe he’s headed to Denver. I tracked him here to Durango and I was told that the only safe passage across the Rockies was Red Mountain Pass, so I’m headed up there from here.”“You were told partly right, but that ain’t gonna be no safe ride any time of year. That trail’s one hell of a rough one, from Silverton – through the pass and on to Ironton, then back down.