Was she interested? And if so what would she wish to have in return?I just stood there, grinning, my dick getting immediately rock hard.This was the k...cker. Well two.For as long as I could recall, I had not only gotten aroused by a young black guy fucking a mature white woman, but a gangbang by them.I'd always thought that made me a true pervert and never told anyone before.Same with cash.Girls that make arrangements for cash are just too cool.Not bad, not slutty, not prostitutes.Just awesomely. She’d had a worrying day at work. It wasn’t her job to worry but she couldn’t help it. Something was not right. She suspected it went far beyond ‘not right’ to being something ‘very wrong.’ But she was just a District Clerk and these wrong things were coming from the highest levels of the Okanogan National Forest.The front door banged open and Graydon came striding into the kitchen. He hefted the coffee pot to see if any was left. He pulled a cup down from the cupboard and filled it. Taking a. And sometimes, I’d let a few friends do me at the same time, and I found out I really liked it.”What had started as a four-way conversation had developed into a confession from Hannah, directed mainly at Claire, with Jason and me semi-attached listeners on the side.My wide-eyed wife asked, “Did you enjoy it, Hannah? Do you still do it?”Hannah’s tone changed from pained remembrance to playful teasing, “Hell girl, sounds like your thinking of getting a little action for yourself! But, to answer. The flames consume many more wieners than the girls. The tricky wieners tend to slide off the greasy sticks, into the coals. My job is to dissuade desperate salvage attempts, calm frustrations, encourage neophyte cooks, and skewer on fresh wieners.At another fire, Lindsay watches over two large pots, of different boiling herbs, adding more spices and water as needed. She is seldom alone. Humans and Goblins approach her toting small pails containing raw crustaceans and shell fish and leave with.