Kathy glanced upwards at the clock, saw the lateness of the hour and was about to stand up to stop Kathy when something happened to break her resolve....Every faithful wife has a breaking point at which she will turn away from her vows and fuck another man. Kathys turning point was her panties. No, oh… Craig, we have to get going, she said unconvincingly, well ahh, be late. Kathy had decided that she would let him have a few more thrusts and then they must go. There is only so much punishment a. He moved over to his new master and kept a close eye on the speaking dummy on a pole. They kept moving and soon the feeling of unease faded. “A remote speaking spell, that is what that had to be unless a bit of nasty enchanting had taken over the farm.” He had to pull at the mules now and then as they wanted to stop and crop at the grass along the roadside. Even from across the road as they went by it, Andrew could smell something from the scarecrow. It was like wet, moldy cloth in some ways. We caught them off guard and they were not prepared for us. They’d set up a laser microphone with a voice-activated recorder. There was a pair of high power binoculars sitting on a makeshift table. There were two men in the room when I opened the door and we walked in like we belonged there.“You guys looking for us?” I asked, disarmingly. “Here we are.”One, whose name I later found out was Fred, said, “Fuck!” and fumbled with his gun. I say fumbled, because when he got it out, he dropped it on. Mom knocked and said “hello is anybody here?”A nice looking man carrying a paint roller walked into the hallway. He’s tall, taller than dad was and he has brown eyes and dark hair. He looked at mom from her head to her toes and then looked at Katie and me. He smiled at us with a nice smile. I like him.JamesIt was a hot June day and one of my apartments was empty. I was inside painting one of the bedrooms with the doors propped open to keep cool and to let the paint fumes out. I heard a knock at.