I decided to go for her.When i started to do her thighs, I sat on her leg, put both my hairy thighs around her fairy white thighs and massaged her. I ...as happy cause her wet patch got bigger. Slowly I moved up her thighs and she was moaning heavily, I put my hand into her panty and squeezed her buns. When i looked at her husband he had his cock out of his towel and was stroking himself.The whole situation turned so erotic. I started shamelessly rubbing my cock on her thighs now. In a moment of. I can pass this data to you, so you can look for the equipment in your warehouse."Brenda was grateful for the gesture. "That would be helpful, Ruth. Thank you. I can compare this list to our own records, to see if the numbers are part of a set we have got listed for our equipment stock."Gail added, "Brenda, do we have time to do our own stock check, or do we have to ask our managers to do it?"Ruth interjected, "That assumes your managers are not involved." It is a possibility," mused Gail. "All. I wasn’t sure where I was exactly, town-wise. I think the truck driver said Dentra? Either way he wouldn’t let me off directly in town. Nope, I had to walk like three miles to get past town lines. In the cold. With no jacket. Which seems like an oversight on my part, but actually isn’t. It’s only September and the place where the truck picked me up was having a warm day. Regardless. Five hours wandering around Dentra and I could not for the life of me find a place to crash for the night. And. Hurry!"Ten minutes later, Mike came on saying that Doctor Anne was on her way and would be on the air in minutes. She came on and said, "Charlie, this is Anne. Who is shot? Describe the situation carefully."Michelle moved to the radio. "Anne, this is Michelle. Bobbi was injured by a shotgun blast to the chest. She was wearing a vest but has severe bruising and difficulty breathing. We have limited ability to do anything. We have made her comfortable with her head elevated. Mel believes she has.