" "That I can see. Seems like a rough deal. I wish I cold help speed up time. But I can't." "I guess it's good that I live in the present then. Since ... minute from now isn't promised why not have some fun before it's over?" Never know which minute is your last and I would hate to not go out with a smile on my face, especially on your watch." She looked at me for a few moments. I took my hands and placed them on her breast. I could feel her nipples were hard and I knew I had her. Behind the wall. If he met me in real life it was simple I’d do what he wanted and he paid me cash, if in situations like this one where he needed relief over the telephone he would deposit twenty five pounds into my paypal account. His code name was K9 because he was a policeman, he was the head of the dog handling unit. It was a quickie, he had just finished work and was horny as hell, he needed to cumm. Once I had told him where I was, what I was wearing and what I was doing there I knew that he was pulling. They were alone here, she had to pee so badly but she feared he would take off if she went to the restrooms. Getting up, she moved to the other side of the bench. Pulling down her old ratty jeans and torn, worn panties she squatted down and let a stream of piss go. Shit that felt good."Your Mommy is a lovely woman isn't she?" The trucker asked her as he pushed a button somewhere and the seat moved back away from the steering wheel, gear shifter and dashboard."I guess she is..." No, no she is a. The sun was beginning to set and Molly was clanging the supper bell. Both men washed up and sat down to a heavily laden table. Dusty couldn't remember the last time he had seen so much food at one time and suddenly found himself famished. Twice he filled his plate high with chicken, corn on the cob, mashed spuds and gravy. Three times he filled his glass with the warm fresh milk from the one cow they had and eyed what was left, but decided it would be impolite to take it. Molly was the one to.