He was the 'boss' they were waiting for." Why?" she asked."You got what you wanted, Lieutenant Jones," I said. "I agreed to a pickup. Mr. Jessa wants ... pickup too." But nobody knows it! Shit, we didn't sweep for bugs!", she growled. "Fuck me! They're going to hit us with everything they have, aren't they?"I shook my head slowly and winked at Mr. Jessa."A pickup won't work," Mr. Jessa told me. "Earth First can't afford to let it happen. They'll lose the county if the Confederacy boldly walks in. “I think this is enough, mon chat.”“Thank you for letting me see your baby.”“You’re welcome.” And they trailed back to their seats.“Happy Cat?” asked Bob. He was less worried than Jeanette that Cat would annoy another passenger. Passengers who were easily annoyed by first-graders deserved little consideration. He was more worried that Cat would explore some mechanical device on the train that would hurt her.“Elle est tres belle.““Vraiment, a moins qu’il soit tres beau.“ Actually, Jeanette. She kept pace knowing she was so close to the fire.She was getting lost in this feeling, the enjoyment sliding up and down her legs, deep between her thighs, deep inside herself, her toes curled as she lost herself.With a final lunge, she arched her back up releasing her torso from the mud, letting her breasts free. She breathlessly called out in euphoric ecstasy.She slid out of the path and lay in front of the warm fire her eyes closed smiling her hands roaming her womanly body touching her. Then 2 of the women who decided they wanted to fuck, approached Dick and Junior at the foot of the “stage” –a makeshift stage comprised of 2-3 wooden tables squished together—The ladies, one to each Man, took the long swaying Penises in their hands and began to suck the cock-tips hanging down in front of their faces.As they each licked a long Cock, they eye-balled each other in a sort-of “who’s better?” contest. And then they went FULL-ON!—lustfully sucking, licking, spitting up wads of.