‘Now wait a minute…’ ‘What?’ Faith said, stepping beside Bill. As evidence, Bill waved the clipboard still in his hand. ‘Faith, he’s bee... ripping you off. He’s not using enough insulation in the walls. The lumber on the truck and some he’s already used in the bunkhouse is so green it was probably cut and milled less than a month ago. The sheetrock is going to look like hell when the wood dries. And he’s charging you for Select grade lumber at inflated prices.’ ‘Hold on. That’s good quality…’. Everybody probably thinks its funny a well after a few months I am out of here on my way to college but I have to get out of this hell hole so I go to class with a black eye its a good thing I have instant regeneration, after six hours of hell I go to my last class to one of pure heaven mostly because its science and we have a smoking hot teacher with an hourglass figure and (bright side) she is eighteen which is funny when most of the guys strike out so far I am the only one in the whole. She had her eyes closed and her head back. I started rubbing my face further down, over her stomach, then between her legs.Her pussy pressed against my face. I pulled up and undid her shorts, then pulled them and her knickers down her legs and off. I gazed at her beautiful slim body. Her pussy was clean-shaven and had a huge pair of lips. They were stunning."Wow, Sylvia, I love your big pussy lips. They are so sexy," I said as I traced one finger around them with my face close so I could see. I. Some girls will let you touch them and even finger them while they rub you down. The story I am telling is my first experience in one of these clubs. Back in the day they served full liquor and beer. Now all the laws have changed and they are not allow to serve alcohol but you can bring in your own and pay for the cokes and etc. Anyways, my first trip to these clubs was when they served alcohol and I heard many friends talk about them. I past several on the main strip and went to far down the.