STB came out on the back stoop just as I was finishing up.“You’ve probably got ten dollars’ worth of recycling here,” I said.She looked at me ...nd lit a cigarette. “Did you call the cops last night?”“Yes,” I said, “but I wasn’t the only, or even the first to call. You know what this neighborhood is like. People aren’t going to put up with this kind of shit. If you want to host the motorcycle gang for a beer bash, get a trailer in the woods somewhere.”“It was just a small Halloween party.”“Did. She taught me to cook and appreciate good tools in the kitchen."I smiled and thought to myself, this is a selling point I hadn't even considered. "I'm glad you like them. If you do come to live here you can use anything here in the kitchen any time you want to. Let me show you the side of the house I use most." I led her down the hallway to my office and bedroom."My bedroom is against the back wall so I'm as far away from the street as I can be. As a bedroom it's nothing special. It's a king. On my last couple of words I started rotating my thumb on her clit, she was putty Im my hands at this point. Please master shove your hard dick into this slutty hole of mine. She screamed, it was the most convincing thing she said all morning, I wanted to tease her more but I knew she wanted it bad and at this point so did I. I took my finger out of her as she lowered her pussy down onto the head of my dick, pushing pass the head and swallowing my dick all the way to the base. She closed her. "No, Hank. Don't joke about it. Maybe I'm the moth today taking advantage of you with this beautiful lunch. Anyway, that's enough about me. So, Hank, where are you living?" I bought Reynold's property. They sold it when they moved to their retirement place in Florida." Oh my God. You bought Reynold's place! Everyone knows Reynold's place. It's the Taj Mahal of our town." Yeah, well I mowed their lawn as a kid and always thought it would be a nice place to call home. It needed some interior.