She felt something push against her puckered asshole. She gasped as something entered it and began struggling against whatever was being pushed into h...r. She screamed, “Stop It!” At the top of her lungs. Two of the cheerleaders came rushing into the room. Both of them had played with similar toys, though this one was a little different. The two of them went to her holding her struggling body and talking to her. Each of them told her it would be alright and tried to get her to relax. Eventually. Her ass looked so good in her white thong. I was trying to cut some weeds and was trying not to be obvious. But damn, she was such a sexy sight to see. About an hour later, as I worked on some more weeds near the other side of her house, Becky came out and asked me if I wanted to take a break and have a cold drink or a beer. I was happy to take a break with her and a cold drink. Becky looked so good standing in the hot sun. Becky is a tall gorgeous brunette. She has long legs, a wicked tight. Henry walked to the east end of the station and looked in. Mick had been right! It reeked of urine and dust, probably a dead bilbie or a rodent. He closed the door. Mick was still by the engine. He waved. It was too hot to walk fast or run.“You’re right. It’s awful and disgusting. What do you think I should do?”“Well, yer gonna write to the boss in Brisbane, right?” Henry nodded. “Waal, tell ‘im the shack or whatever jes’ won’ do. Yer goin’ up ter the bank? Ask the manager about buyin’ an’. Any one that popped within the first five minutes she immediately disconnected. She didn’t need any jumpin jack flashes. The top 6 guys who lasted the longest, she continued the conversation. She tried to get a good feel of them. Surprisingly all six guys seemed like decent guys who just wanted some ass. So we concluded, “look, I don’t wish to waste time. Let’s meet for a drink at a dance club.” She set a time and place. She met them one at a time. She wanted to have fun and check them.