”She nodded enthusiastically, pulling her black dress down where it was starting to ride up her thick thighs as she walked beside him.“I had fun, ...nd the food was good. I liked the dessert. Maybe there’s something to be said for human courtship.”“So, am I walking you back to your apartment?” Miller asked.“Trying to get rid of me already?” Kofe chuckled, nudging him with her elbow and very nearly knocking him off his feet. He righted himself, straightening his shirt.“Of course not, but it’s. ==================================================================================+"Paul, where do you want me to put these muzzles? aint enough room in the ranch storage." Leroy asked. "jus put'em up stairs in the closet by ma room. i'll go through em tomarrow when i git a chance." Paul replied. Obediently, the oversized black man went. Leroy was Pauls best and only ranch hand. Standing at 6'3 and 240 lbs, the 43 year old Leroy was built like a tank and chisled out of stone. Hulking size, and. Even in the dim light it’s matte blue paint with white racing stripe finish gleams, spotless. My most prized possession.I didn’t own much, mostly because I rarely came home, in the 6 years since signing on I’ve only been home at most once a year, and even then only for a few weeks. So I never really felt the need to buy anything.“Hey! Asshole, get out of fuckin bed and take my daughters to College before I come in there and kick your ass!” Brian screamed from beyond the garage door leading to. He turned away and then turned back quickly. “Why don’t you find a place for us to sit so that you can tell me your life story?” Before she could answer, he was gone. Turning, she spotted a table that was more or less out of the way. Walking toward the table she was asking herself why she would want to sit away from everyone with a man she had known for less than five minutes. Before she sat down she thought, “He is very interesting.” She saw him walking toward her with a glass in each hand..