Something usually not good.Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball g...me. It might be about her tenure. This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took five. They were a nice school with some of the best test scores and well behaved schools.Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every. She stroked the monster tool teasingly.“My, my, she giggled, you’ve sure got a very big one, Karl. How doespoor little Jenny get it all in her. You must tear her apart.”“Just about,” he grunted, as she kept fondling and stroking hismassive member.“Well, she smiled, You’ll find that my cunt is a lot wider than hers,I’m sure. I’ve had the biggest dicks you can imagine shoved up insideme.”Her words further thrilled him, because it was. When I came back out, each of the men had one of the gorgeous stewardesses sitting his knee... and the girls were wearing only their very sexy and expensive underwear, their high heels and those silly little hats that air crew are issued with. I smiled to myself and thought, 'Bloody typical - one rule for the boys and another for their womenfolk. Some things never change, hypocritical bastards.'I slowly became more and more incensed as the boys continued to have their fun with the stewardesses.. I opened the conversation by asking, "Mr. Walker, do ya know who we are? Yer friend seems ta be familiar with us an' our reputation." No, I have no idea who either of you might be, but I want you to leave my table, immediately." Well, let me introduce us, then. This here is Mr. Joe Wilson an' I'm Jake Esposito. Not only are we successful bounty hunters, but we also happen to be the owners of Parson County Financial Company. Now, we don't take kindly to the way yer men treated our employee, Mr..