Arti dragged me to a meeting with Astrid Little Feather. She was the hard-assed half-Apache, half-Carib Indian who was in charge of the Navajo Power C...mpany these days. We found her through an all AmerInd headhunter company in Northern California, called DoWhatsRight.com. She was running a geothermal site for a Colorado electric provider, but being paid substandard pay. Maybe it was because she's a woman – or looks black – or she's an Indian. Don't we live in a grand country? Shit. If it wasn't. I glanced up to see a man standing next to the female assistant. I assumed he was John. “You’ve got the pair?” I said.“The other one is in my office.”“How did you get them, they were made for a Canadian in Vancouver.”“From an estate sale, and how the hell do you know who they were made for?”“Because I worked on them. I’m Earl’s cousin, Bob, by the way.”“And I hear you’re a gunsmith.”“Yes, Purdy’s gave me an apprenticeship when I was 16. I’ve been working for them since then.”John looked happy. So I Went to her and pushed her on the kitcen and catched her from the neck and asked her with whose permission she wore the apron, she was saying sorry but I was in no mood to listen, I took hold of her and opened her knot on the neck and thrown the apron away, she was nude now I made her lay on the kitchen(she was bending on the kitchen) I went behind her and catched her waist with left hand and boobs with right hand, my dick was erect by now so I inserted in her from back and started pushing. No one was there yet, thank God. However, I was still dripping wet with cum and needed to clean up. I cracked open the bathroom door. The lights were off. Good, Laura didnt go back in there. I locked the door to her side and my side, and turned the shower on. Hang on, I just jacked off to Lauras panties, and saw her naked, why not shower in the same stall she just used? I stepped out of the boys shower and into the girls. Yep, the shower stall was still wet. I switched her water on. It felt so.