Okay?” I said.“Really?” she said. The hope in her voice was palpable.“Yes, really. I mean I will have to ask him, but I will do that much,” ... said.“Thanks a bunch, Davey, I really mean it. Things are pretty dicey for me right now, and I could use the help, a better job,” she said.“He came to me yesterday,” he said.“Who? You mean David?” said Stacey.“Yes, he asked about a job,” said Ronald.“A job? He wants to quit Ferguson and work for you? My David?” she said.“No, no, no, no, he asked for. There was only one place on the map that might have shelter that time of year. I’d never stayed at McLeod Lake, but it was a year-round community so I was confident something should be open. Long haul trucks make the trip all year round. Still, it was only a little over 200 miles from Dawson Creek to there. If it was an emergency, then we’d be fine. I hoped to get farther than that, however.I closed the atlas and slid down to the pillow. Marjie had been watching some Canadian or British sitcom.. "Thanks but can we take a break, I'm hungry and my legs are starting tohurt," I responded."Sure, let's go to Cancun Flats my treat, then it'll almost be showtime," she said."Great," I said as I sat down to take off the heels. "Oh noooo, thoseare staying on. Let's go." Finnnnee!" I responded and we headed for the door.Chapter 9 Bread and circus"Hi what can I get you ladies this evening," said the teenager behind thecounter, his eyes staring at my chest, then to Jess's tummy and back tomy chest. "Tell me what you want," he hissed, rubbing his smooth cockhead against my slick hole. "I want to hear you say it." I want you to fuck my ass!" I begged, turning to gaze into his big, sexy eyes."How do you want me to fuck it?" I want you to fuck it hard, I want you to fuck it deep, I want you to fuck it rough!" Like this?" he said, pushing forward as he worked his knob inside me. Only now did I fully appreciate just how thick he was as he started to work it in. And with the first delicious.