The car began to buzz with a phone call. He answered it. His wife Mary’s voice spoke came through the speakers.“Hey, Cal, just checking on you two...”“All good, Mary baby. How’s it going? How much more time you need?”“About ten minutes.”“Cool.”“Ask Heather if she needs anything.”“I don’t need anything,” Heather chimed in. “Thank you.”“You’re going away to college soon and you don’t need anything?”“I’m good.”She began touching her stepdad’s thighs again, rubbing back and forth.“You can’t get a. Randy asked her if she had ever been fucked up the ass, she said once. This was something I had never done with her. Randy said well I?m going to fuck you in the ass so get undressed. Jill stripped and Randy told her bend over the bed and spread her ass cheeks. Randy must have repositioned the camera because the next shot was a close up of Jill?s ass with Randy rubbing his dick up and down her ass. He was asking her if she was his little whore and I could hear her saying yes I be what ever you. " "Hell yeah." She began to perk up a bit just knowing this would help and feel good. Ten minutes later she slipped into the ladies room and seconds later heard a light knock on the door. She opened up the door and Jill slipped in quick. "Let's do this quick." said Jill as she pulled a little packet from her purse, she poured out a little pile and began to crush it with a credit card. It sounded kind of crunchy. She cut two little lines. It looked sparkly. She had a little straw she had already. Still shouldering the weight of his tool bag, Daran began the slightly awkward motion of walking, heading along the streets toward his house. Bare feet plodding in the dry sand, he swung his free arm as he glanced at the familiar sights. Flowering cacti lined the village square, imported from the South; also imported was the pride of the village, a square patch of dark brown soil with a single plant sprouting from its surface, a tree of some sort, standing roughly twice the height of a man.The.