Before he finished speaking, I was out of the water and behind the partition.Each diver was to perform two dives in a row before taking has place at t...e end of the line. For the others, this meant a lot of waiting, but that turned out to be a good thing.I entered the line behind Gino, a pumped-up powerhouse of Italian descent whose dark black curls were as provocative as the top of his butt cleavage and the upper ridges of his muscular buttocks, which showed out from where his light blue. Honestly I was getting tired of saying it, every time we stopped for the night whoever was running the place we stopped in would ask each of us where we were going and why. Lots of questions about what is happening in the last town we stopped in, sometimes they would tell us about what was going on in the next town if it was fairly close. Shortly after I had told them why I was going to Longwood their son gulped down the last of his food and asked permission to leave the table so he could get. I would confront him that evening – make him confess, then divorce his ass and let him fend for himself. I did well enough on my own. That would do it.I sat back and let it sink in, the idea that I would be ending 15 years of work that night. Despite everything he had done, it still made me apprehensive. Maybe there was an explanation. Maybe I hadn’t done my part, or he needed something else. God knows my needs weren’t being met either, but I wasn’t whoring myself out with every spare. It feels nice. Go with it."Thought fled as Valerie's clitoris declared its dominance over her brain and she melted into the man that manipulated it. The water had shut off and warm streams of air blew the girls dry and puffed up their hair. Tracey's was a long wild platinum, while Valerie's was heavily frosted with dark roots.Valerie was vaguely aware that the bimbo had grabbed Tracey at the same time her boss had grabbed her and that they should both be trying to get away, but her knees were.