Still, neither of them ever really caused much if any local trouble, and unless they'd taken a notion to bathe in barrels of the stuff, I really could...'t see what the weirdos wanted with the stuff. Okay, neither of the Rayburn brothers were mental geniuses, but this was darned screwy even for them!I was sure that I'd found the culprits, but there was one slight problem. I couldn't find as much as a single corn chip anywhere on the property! They let me look everywhere I wanted to search without. Linda breaks the silence, "Last week I needed a favor from my mom, soshe agreed to do it if I promised to grant her a golden dream." A golden dream? What's that?" I curiously ask."A golden dream is you do anything the person wants. It's like an IOUto be their slave," replies Linda.Boy this sends my mind reeling. Would I love to have Linda serving mein any way I wanted. But quickly that fantasy gives way to a much morecompelling one--what if I was her slave? The mere thought causes. I waited as one by one my coworkers left for the day. As soon as they all had left Brian popped into my office. He knew I was extremely horny as he pulled my wet panties out of his pocket. He then said, “I guess you won’t be needing these will you?” I got up off my desk chair as Brian’s cock was pushing out through is pants. I wanted his cock so badly as I went up to him and kissed him on the lips. I told him I wanted him to fuck me hard right here in my office. Brian ordered me to undress. As we sat there we talked about her night, and she went into detail about how she went to the first several parties, and had no luck finding anyone to have sex with. She ended up a girlfriend's tent where she crashed since she was too drunk to get home. She then said “ I am still HORNY though” I chuckled a bit and said “I know your feeling, Jan was pooped from setting up everything last night and all I did was sleep!” She undid he towel a bit and said “ friends should help each other” I glanced.