Thus, until I find that clean blood fucking, I guess I’ll continue to keep right on trucking. America, land of the cash and home of the bad, it’s ...here I always want to be at. I’ll be pimping and not skimping, living off the land, saying what I want, not giving all my money to some phony ass who calls me homey. I should be retired, not pimped out and tired. I want to meet the nigs that will get me some gigs, dancing and playing, rhyming free-style. Fuck Poland, I’m leaving! I’ll be cruising to. Thanks goodness I know how to dance . It wasn’t very far into the evening that this middle aged man with a comb over came over to our table. He went straight to Brianna and I could tell he was looking down the front of her dress at her breasts. When he turned to me I stood up and shook his hand with tremendous force. I could tell I hurt his hand while I stared at him like he owed me money. I introduced myself, “I’m Bill, & I’m Brianna’s boyfriend. I understand you two have some interesting. Nisha’s house is a large ranch with several bedrooms in a hallway off the main living room. Since Nisha and Raunit don’t have any kids, those bedrooms were all set up as guest rooms which could make them perfect for the party.Monday’s coffee clutch arrived and the girls were probably more excited about eating pussy than planning Friday’s party. It only took about 30 seconds for the lesbian orgy to begin once they were all there. It started out with Prachi kissing Vinika, then Asha kissing. He could no longer sit on a horse for hours or bounce around in a pickup while checking the fences. And Jenny? Jenny was bright and social and would have no problem fitting in at her new school. Natalie was the only one who had a hard time seeing the future. She would still be ‘mom’ to Jenny and friend and helpmate to Harrison, but how long would it take before she would get used to seeing rows of dormant grape vines surrounding the house instead of the snow-covered grasslands they had left in.