He paused and asked, “What do I call you?”“Boss,” the man said.“Well, Boss, I’m Mike.”The man snorted and said, “You’re ‘Hey you�... until you’ve been here long enough for me to bother learning your name.”“Yes, Boss,” Mike said with a smile. He was used to that kind of attitude from folks who figured that you wouldn’t last the week.“Well, get to work,” the man said pointing to the stables.Mike worked through the day shoveling manure into a wheel barrow and then from the wheel barrow into barrels.. She could blow our thing, if we failed. But, I agreed with my brother, if we succeed, then we would have much more fun together. I couldn't believe that I was thinking that. Now, because he put that idea in my mind, I will get sexually aroused whenever I see her. - Well, yeah, but humpf! Then he cummed in my ass. I loved to please a cock with my ass. Sometimes, it hurt, but it is so dirty. He then asked me to clean his cock while he explained his plan. After listening to him, I thought that it. Let's see. I’d love to teach you how to get all the self confidence you could ever imagine. How to go from shygirl to flygirl! How does that sound?"I nodded shyly and said softly, "Yeah, cool." All you gotta do is follow my lead. Can you do that?" Yea, I guess so? Depends on what you mean?" I take that as a yes." Very well, shygirl," he said. "I’m going to teach you how to boost your confidence."He went on."First of all: presentation. First impressions always last. You clearly need to work on. But like I said earlier: It's up to you to set it up." As long as I know you're willing to give it a try, I shall be very happy." I will. And I think I'm willing, too." She blushed again, and left the kitchen to do some kind of work in the living room.Around dinner-time I called Alfred's parents. They live about 5 miles from our place, but they are not the part of our family that we see very often. I told Uncle Carl about the ice-hockey equipment, and that I wanted to get rid of it, to make.