”“Tha’s a callous bugger,” Tommy replied.“Not if driver were one Ted Moresely,” Signalman explained, “Bastard said I put signals back ...gin him when he ran right through em, too busy buggering his fireman, has he buggered you an all?”Tommy said nowt.“No bugger liked him, tight fisted fat lazy bastard,” Signalman moaned.“Can I use your bog?” Tommy asked.“No thee bloody can’t,” Signalman said but it were too late Tommy had door open.Poor Tommy never seen a lad porter in a uniform jacket and nowt. ” I continued doing the tests and Dad went along with it. The fork ripped and punched holes in the pantyhose. The last test was the scour pad. Dad said “Well, we know they are going to be shredded.” I replied back “Yes, but how bad and how quickly?” As soon as the pad touched the nylons they were snagged then almost simultaneously they shredded.I balled up the destroyed black pantyhose and placed them in the bottom of the trash can in the laundry room. When I returned Dad said “Well, that was a. I bent over and held my ass cheeks apart as he slowly entered me. He slowly worked in me and began taking long slow strokes. He began to fuck me good, but this is an awkward position. I told him to move forward with me so that I could put my hands on a tree. This helped a lot and I could push back into him. He fucked me for about 10 minutes and I could tell he was getting soft. I thought he must have cum so I stood up and turned around. I pulled the condom off of him to drink it, but it was. Come to think of it, he really had been a Boy Scout. Still, he didn’t have to be so damn boring.The land dipped, and she passed over a small, sluggish stream. For a moment, the air cooled slightly as oaks and cypress replaced pines. The spot resembled the bayous near her old home in south Louisiana. The short stretch of road had long been her favorite. Tonight, it went unnoticed as she reminded herself that while Mark could be boring, he was also nice, respectable, and planned on coming home.