It's important that I speak to you."I slammed the receiver down, enraged, frightened, and shaken. The tree was laughing at me. He can't see me dressed...this way. I switched off the floodlights and went to my bedroom to change clothes. When I opened the door I was wearing a baggy pair of jeans that I used for painting and an oversized sweatshirt."Just hear me out and then I'll leave," he said as soon as he stepped inside the back door. It was dark in the kitchen. He was dressed in black, perfect. Shit, Susie, shit, shit, shit!" His moans only made me suck harder and harder. "I can't stop ... Jesus Christ ... Susan! Yes, yes, yessss!"He let out a strangled cry of ecstasy and his ass did a mad hopping dance on the dirt as he exploded into my mouth.I fondled his balls, feeling the inner sacs swirling in their small sea of cum. His sperm splashed against the very back of my throat and I gagged, but I managed to swallow the steaming, stringy liquid and reveling in its boyish taste. Another. The result was the same this time as previously. I scored a high number of hits, but the Indians reacted faster than they had before and started running almost with the first sound of gunfire.I emptied two guns this time, and I had eliminated the next round of potential leaders, so I expected a change in tactics by the Indians. What I didn't expect was that the entire gang of remaining Indians would run to their horses and ride away in an absolute panic. I wondered if they had been fooled into. He said thatanyplace that requires a coat and tie tends to keep the temperature downso that the men are comfortable, which means the women are cold. Inever noticed that when I took women out on dates but then I wasn'twearing a slinky mini-dress and a thong. All and all, I think what I'mwearing is pretty conservative. The maitre de's face doesn't react tome but his eyes do, the pupils dilating.He's turned on. I turn just a little bit to the left and give him ashy smile. His breathing picks up.