They were called Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Sybarites, or NERDS. And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the deafen...ng sound of drums that no one noticed that the real riches were going to that enterprising drum dealer, Brother William of Gates, who bought off every drum maker in the land. Indeed he did insist on drums to be made that would work only with Brother Gates' drumheads and drumsticks.And Dot did say, "Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken. ”“Some present. I had a boyfriend that had a Harley. I think he paid thirty-grand for it. You can get a small plane for that.”“This one cost more because it’s kind of famous, but you’re in the right ballpark.”“What do you mean when you say, I’ve seen it?”“Did you see the movies Road Trip and Crystal Clear?““Sure. I love them ... OH! That’s YOUR bike? How’d you score that beautiful piece of machinery?”Dave paused for a second deciding how to answer her question. He was feeling playful, so he. The second she heard the click of the door Terri faceplamed the desk and giggled to herself, turning beet red in the process. She was almost to the point of tears from her naïve assistants weird compliment plus her pussy still tingled from it’s interrupted play time. She check her phone again, still no response. “Well… might as well finish what I started” she said aloud in the emptiness of her office. Just as the tip her finger brushed her already sensitive clit there was another knock at her. I stood and watched but quietly went around the corner, slowly the door opened and a 2 older men and a women came out fixing their clothes. They made their way to the side entrance and left. I watched as they got in their car let roll out of the driveway and drove off we I went back to the room in looked in and it was Gladys lying on her side with her knees up to her chest and her nice juicy ass hanging of the bed . Her panties were around her ankles so I walked in and the room reeked of.