"How is your drawing going?" It's fine. I need your help though. I want to know what you can see back over there. That's the direction you came from, ...sn't it?"It feels strange to look back. I don't do that very often."You can't see the road. There are mounds – grassy mounds. There are gum trees on the mounds. They hide the road and the traffic. But over the top of the mounds, between the gum trees, you can see the buildings on the other side of the street." Ah! That's what I needed to know.. My wife and I moved up here because her job transfer here.’ My smile melted when he said that he was taken. Thats when I noticed the ring on his finger. ‘I didnt want to move, because thats where all my f****y and job were and I love Houston. But I guess we gotta do what we gotta do right?’ he finished. I shook my head in agreement. I was about to ask him another question when he blurted out, ‘Actually I was on my way back from a job interview…. actually the second job interview and it didnt. Hell, that's a better idea, anyway."Reaching out, he grabbed for the hen ... and the fight was on. He was trying not to hurt her. She had no such concerns or limitations. She was fighting for her babies and was going for the kill.This is a fucking chicken, he kept telling himself as her beak beat a bloody tattoo on his hands, and before he could get them in front of his face, she had managed to get him just above his left eye, with an even deeper gouge in his left cheek. And ... she wasn't. “Meet Whitney White. That girl over there is Whitney Tavington, of course, and that’s Lola Hamid, just so you know. I love how Ben is adding more and more of our old friends and acquaintances to an already widespread orgy. What’s next, adding celebrities?” Mireya giggled while kissing my chest.“How does Lamar know her?” I asked as I really put my tongue into action, devouring Whitney White’s delicious ass.“Small world, my friend. Much smaller than you think!” Lamar laughed before we all kinda.