Local amateur artisans were selling their wares, food stands abounded, and a brass band played carols amid the abundant Christmas decorations. That's ...here they ran into Bob.Bob Rice was manager of the Sporting Goods Department at March's. They all knew each other casually, nodding acquaintances. The store seemed like a large place, but if you worked there awhile, you became aware of everybody else that worked there. So when they stumbled into each other that night, it was like an unexpected. I felt like I had a fist in my guts, a claw in the middle of my back and a band clamp around my head. I had to get out of there before my body gave up and died.I had one hell of a time getting another diesel tractor cab going, as it had been twelve years since the separation and diesel fuel breaks down into glop. I'd learned to make bio-diesel and went with synthetic engine oil everywhere that I needed oil. I reconditioned a big tow-behind Omron diesel generator and a little one that mounted on. Ashley was in the shower so I put on a robe and answered the door.I opened the door to find Sarah, naked and sullen."Hi," she said timidly."Hi," I said."Can I come in and talk to you guys?" Ash is in the shower," I said.It was the first time since the breakup that Sarah and I were alone together. I prayed for Ashley to take a quick shower."I'm throwing a party tomorrow," said Sarah quietly. "With you, Ashley and Patrick going off to school I thought it might be fun to have a send off for you. Her hair, her eyes, her small tits, her knees, even her foot was targeted and hit.When all of the guys had finished, Michelle was laughing and enjoying the sticky feeling. The guys were all applauding her, the girls who had been fucked but deprived of being comed on went to Michelle and began licking off all the jizzim from Michelle. Even the girls who were shooting in the parlor were there, one of them was now licking her thighs and slowly making its way to her dripping snatch.To Michelle’s.