But I had to risk the question."Why me?"She took a deep breath. "Because I like the way your package shows in those jeans." Then she paused. "To tell ...he truth, it's because I'm here at home with a brand new baby while my husband is away at a conference fucking his secretary and I'm pissed off." How can you be so sure?" I called the hotel. She's not even registered in a separate room." But she might be with someone else." That's true. And I might be the Easter Bunny. Same odds."I began to get. Letcher, Im here for my training. Joe stood there for a moment, taking in the sight in front of him. He slowly looked down her lightly tanned, very slim, hourglass body, watching her shoulder length brown hair sway in the light breeze. He figured her tits were probably a B-cup. His eyes moved on down her toned stomach, and down her smooth legs. Hes seen many young ladies dressed like this before, and never thought anything about it. But with Lindsey standing on his front step, dressed as she. About 45 minutes later Iris was knocking at the back door, l asked her in for a coffee, Iris pulled out some sticky cakes to eat with our coffees. She was telling me about people in the village and their strange ways, it wasn’t long before we were laughing and joking, my fingers had become sticky from the cakes so l was about to wipe them when Iris grabbed my hand and placed my finger into her mouth to begin sucking each finger in turn she had a wicked look on her face, Iris then remarked. He wouldn’t shut up about it. Eventually, some of the others started asking, ‘why not?’ They thought it sounded like an easy bet.Finally, Bob agreed. He split the crew and sent them east on the job. But he didn’t send the kid with them. What he did do was send the Powell brothers. If anybody could make something like this work, it would be the Powell brothers.But today was a bad day. While Bob was in Reno, he had learned that the Powell brothers had been captured tried and hung. Not only that,.