If all went well today I wouldn't be needing it again. If all didn't go well ... hell, I still wouldn't be needing it again, would I? I tried not to t...ink about that.Once I'd got over to the road where the traffic was that I'd been listening to the previous evening it was only about a mile down it—far enough to work the last kinks out of my legs, not so far as to tire them out again—to one of those gas stations-cum-minimarts. I parked my bike, locked it and went in and spent about ten bucks on. Joe came back into the room, having changed into a pullover shirt and was holding a strip of fax paper."Here's some numbers from overseas markets that came in a few minutes ago. I'm trying to get a line over there, so if the phone rings you may see me disappear. Ummmm, can I get you a drink?" Joe said as he handed her the paper and then slid behind the bar."A,... no, I don't think... well, if you have a soda. I don't think alcohol would be appropriate." She said nervously as she looked at the. She had fantasized before, that she would suck his dick, and then he would fuck her so hot. Now she was leaned back against his warm body with his dick giving her the tingles between her legs. She couldnt remember being this turned on, ever. They continued to watch them next door. Now the brother next door had his hand down the back of the girls skirt, rubbing her ass. They couldnt see her hands, but they knew she was doing something. The girl looked around and then went down on her knees. . In his frantic efforts, the smaller man's hand fell on a belt knife under the clothes that had been scattered as the two of them had ripped each other's clothes off. The larger man was as proud of that knife as he was of his cock and he kept it razor sharp. He had bragged about the knife in the barracks and had even demonstrated that he could shave with the weapon a few times. The smaller man fumbled for the knife through tear filled eyes as the larger man continued fucking his ass. The smaller.