I could entertain people.New Guitar Player in town"Josh, Mom just told me you heard me singing on the radio down at Mr. Byrum's the other morning. You...mean the old guy invited you in?" No, I didn't go in, but Grandma let me go down so I could listen to you guys. When you sang your number, I could hear you all the way out to the road. Mr. Byrum is so hard of hearing he has to turn his radio up real loud. So standing all the way out on the road, I could hear you clear as a bell."Boy! You guys. "What's up? Too hot? Cop a squat and take a load off." For some reason, using the word "squat" to her made Bob's penis harden even more. He wanted to put his hands over the lump in his shorts, but that would draw her attention to it for sure. He began to sweat too."Yeah, I'm just taking a break," she said. She pulled the wet shirt away from her breasts and flopped it back and forth, trying to get some air into it. Bob sighed as her perfect teen titties disappeared from view. Well, sort of. "Hey. Beyond that, though, she’s a believer in the concept that the best defense is a good offense. That being the case, she was on the attack from the beginning, the reason being that she didn’t want any questions raised about why four of her daughters had not been attending the local public schools in the first place.The principal, Donald Grimes, did, indeed, raise the question. Mother merely kissed him off by saying, “For reasons that are no concern of yours, my daughters have been living with. . oh... she didn't want to think of it! Only to leave that horrible place... now, before it was too late!Her bags were still packed and she wasted no time getting dressed. If she could get to the highway she felt certain she could catch a ride, and she had enough money to buy her air passage back to Bratham. Then, she'd make a clean breast of everything to the insurance company and take whatever punishment she had coming. Anything would be better than getting further involved in this licentious.