There was dead silence. Jenkins entered the sand ring, and walked up to Jones, who was now sitting upright and brushing sand out of his hair with a ru...ful grin on his face. He looked up at Jenkins and said, “Yeah, there’s always one. I’m going to remember you said that.”Jenkins helped Jones to his feet. “I never said he wouldn’t kick your ass.” Then the sergeant turned to face me. “Feeling lucky, are we?”“I’m not all that sure, sergeant.” Now it was really too late to back down!Jenkins motioned. I was pleased that Rachel and Erika had decided to drivetheir 'Old Stangs' this evening.We were soon joined by others who were heading out to the Wyoming's. Itwas going to be a traditional feast, and I think the entire planet hadbeen invited.Following Danny along the winding road through the low mountains I wasglad to have someone who already knew the way.The house sat just below the peak of a hill on a gentle slope the fieldacross from it had been recently mowed and there was plenty of room. Seriously, doother husbands do this? You know Anne, my friend with the very large bustyou lust after? Do you think Aaron, her hunky husband, wears pantyhose athome and licks his precum from the crotch? No, I'm sure he bends her overthe kitchen table when he gets home and fucks her silly. She told me thatyesterday! He saw her bending to look into the oven, got behind her,picked her up and bent her over and took her. Do you remember when I didthat to you last month with my strap-on? Bent you. The important thing is that everyone agrees in advance what the ground rules are. That way nobody gets into an uncomfortable situation. And nobody will try anything like that with you. Have you noticed they treat you differently? Just like they treat Bethany differently? Or my sister? Or Elyse?”“Sure.”“You know Kathy and Kurt are our dearest friends, and none of us would do anything to mess that up. The same goes for Jorge. I trust him with my kids and with Jessica. And I know you’ve seen how.