”As he picked up his axe, he noticed the bush axe head on his tool shelf. “Shit,” he muttered. “I cut bushes with my axe yesterday when I had ... tool right here that would do a better job. I guess I need to make a handle for it, and no better time than now,” he muttered.After measuring to determine the diameter of the pole he would need, he went in search of a hardwood sapling of the correct size. Back inside, he found an article that showed bush axes, and zoomed the picture enough to more. Addressing Gerry, she asked, "Would you like another Coke, sir?" No, thank you," Gerry replied before she turned and walked away.The conversation stopped as we both dug into our burgers. I took a few more chugs of my beer to wash down the food that I was inhaling. "So, what do you think of the burgers?" Gerry inquired.Having just taken another bite, I mumbled, "They're yummy."Gerry started to laugh at my awkward reply, and after gulping down my food, I joined in. We got to snickering so hard. Of all the little critters of nature, why would you think I could give an objective opinion?”“Because you’re the smartest person I know. If you REALLY didn’t like him, you’d tell me that something was wrong.”I sat quietly for a moment and she started to worry. “Matt? Are you still there?”“Yeah. I’m still here. So you don’t need my opinion,” I clarified. “You already think there’s something wrong with him. You just want me to confirm your diagnosis so you don’t feel bad breaking it off with. I dressed in a leapord print mini skirt with purple leapord print assless panties and a pair of black sheer leggings with purple trim and bows, with a purple mini tank top and bleach blonde fuck me wig. I'd done my lips in bright red lipstick and modestly applied some blush and eyeliner, I naturally don't grow hair much on my face so I don't need much coverup. I looked pretty slutty.I walked out into the darkened bedroom and he was sitting on the bed stroking his cock under his boxers, I got to.