While in town my family and I were approached well dress man in a black suit. He introduced himself as Mr. James Smith. Mr. Smith said that he was sor...y for the way Mr. Boring had tried to take ourland and would like to let us know that they railroad would only be passing by our place. As such the railroad only wanted to be a small piece of ground from us. Mr. Smith said that apparently Mr. Boring had wanted your place for himself so that he could sell the land to us plus keep your ranch. I. Through my tear filled eyes I saw Principle Walters. (YES, He will save me.)To my surprise the only thing out of his mouth was ?Do you was authorization for this Miss Davis??She leaned over and grabbed the paper on the desk with the forged signature. ?Yep, right here.?He shrugged and said? OK carry on. Sorry to disturb you.? closed the door and left.(SHIT)WWWWHHHHOOSS? SSSSSMMMMAAACCCCKKK?PLLEASE? STOP? I cried out. I guess she decided to pretend not to hear me.WWWHOOOSSH? . The thumbnails of the videos amazed me. They included things like threesomes, BDSM, anal and on and on. The thumbnails were pretty hot, and the men were handsome, of course, and the women were beautiful.I could feel by the way my pussy was tingling that I was going to enjoy these videos! So I sat back in my chair wearing a little crop top, with no bra, and a pair of short shorts and no panties. As I scrolled through trying to decide which to watch, my nipples started to stand out as I became. The second was that the people responsible belonged to an organization you did not want to alienate.Left behind was a shell, quickly boarded up by the city to keep vandals out, not that there was anything left to vandalize. The building was on some registry or something so it couldn't just be knocked down.I couldn't avoid the feeling that Pastor Paul, starting with a blank slate so to speak, had ordered from the local big-box builders' supply and discount furniture mart. There were no pictures.