" You did that? YOU FUCKING BASTARDS! WHY? WH-WHAT D-DO YOU W-WANT? WHY ARE Y-YOU D-DOING THIS?" screamed Vikki."Why?" said the fifth man who had been...standing back until he was sure we were subdued. "I'll tell you why. But first I'll tell you my name. I'm Joey Woodford." He turned to Vikki first, stared straight at her breasts and then lifted his eyes until he was staring into hers. "Do you remember the name?" After she shook her head no and after he ran his grubby hands over her breasts he. He put the beer back and went with the Cokes. He was about to go to the counter when he noticed the pre-packaged sandwiches. Picking up a ‘foot long’ one, he decided that he would have a little picnic for lunch today.Work was boring, as he pushed cattle into the loading chutes. Once again, Nevada had not been aware that Ed was working until he came out of the office. He watched Ed deal with the customers, recognizing that there was something very different about Ed, today. It took him a long. I thrust my head backwards, and my long golden hair made a curtain over my back. Hank grabbed my breasts that were bouncing in all directions, he grabbed tightly onto them and had an expression on his face that could only be described as sheer bliss. I moved faster and faster, up and down, my ass slapping his thighs, my breasts bouncing with the movements. He moved his pelvis up, and hit it against the floor when he went down. I realized that Hank was losing control. Suddenly, he shoved me. ‘Dave, how the fuck did you know where to find me?’ I said while standing there, sweating in my tank top and running shorts. Ridiculously enough, I felt self conscious and off balance. I knew I looked like shit, hair pulled back in a pony tail, not a stitch of makeup on, red faced, chest heaving. Not my best look to be sure. ‘This is a very small town. Everyone knows what everyone does.’ He was right in front of me as he said this. I could smell his aftershave. He was in plain clothes. ‘You.