"Spoke, with his crops and his goats dead, his spring dried up, us a full Tide overdue and no money or hope left, took his own life. We buried him on ...he hill out back, looking over what was once his dream." I'm sorry Plank. No man wants to loose a brother, and certainly not in this way."I sent my senses out to the spring, and while Cor and the others expressed their condolences, I tried to follow the spring back into the mountain to find its source, but there was none. A layer of earth that. I’m in a happy relationship. I think. My name is Clare. Now… Anyway. Sorry, I realize how confusing this is. Let me attempt to make sense out of it. My name is John. Or, my name used to be John. My best friend is named Hunter. We did everything together. Now we do everything to each other. You see, Clare was dating Hunter. I didn’t know her last name, whether or not she had a family, or anything like that. The strange thing is, neither did Hunter. He assumed she was shy or embarrassed of her. ..didn't make the cut." She gave a cocky and knowing smirk mid-sentence. "If they could take some dick the proper way, their boys might've gone pro." She squatted a little, turned her face to the side and made her booty pop back and forth, jiggling it up and down. She really knows how to work that ass. "Oh yeah? And what's the proper way?" I indulge as the fun she's having is painted clear as day over her face. "Sloppy and however he likes it. Ha HAAAAAAA" She wiggles her tongue out some more. She would sleep on it. She was pretty sure she’d fuck him—and then make it clear that it didn’t go beyond a simple screw. ‘Let me sleep on it. I’ll call you by 9:00 AM if I’m not going to be there.’ Susan kissed Bill again, very quickly and left the building. Bill went back to gather his annoying wife and head home for another night in the guest room. At least he could jerk off in there with no fear of interruption. With the vision of Susan’s amazing body filling his senses he wouldn’t need a.