“Do you know what we do to little rich white bitches who come into our territory?”“Please. I’m Hayden Panettiere. I’m a famous actress. I co...ld give you a big reward for helping me.”“You ain’t famous here, bitch. You are a fine piece of white meat. And me and my boys is hungry.”“PLEASE!” Hayden begged, “I’m only s*******n. Don’t destroy my life.”“Hear that boys! Even if she said ‘yes,’ we’d still be breaking the law. Sorry, white meat, we’re going to take a piece out of you. We normally don’t. She slammed the door in his face and went back inside to get dressed. When she came out a half hour later, there he was still on the front porch."Since I am a little early, I'll help you with the milkin' and other chores. Tell me what you want done." The cows were driven in to the barn and milked, all four of them. Aunt Maude barely got one cow milked and Oscar had the other three finished off. The milk was taken in buckets to the cooling cellar, a damp place where it was much cooler than the. His secretary, our insurance agent, the bartender from one of our favorite restaurants, as well as Lily, his current little dish on the side. He probably has a lot more that I’m unaware of, but I don’t ask and he doesn’t tell.He did confess to me last week about a fling he had with our friend Sara, while I was away on business in Arizona earlier this year. It just so happens that Sara’s husband Doug was also working on the road at the time. He was one of DJ’s golfing buddies, but apparently not. “Yeeeessssssssss you fucker!” Thelma groaned as her orgasm coincided with me pushing nearly the whole cucumber deep inside her cunt probably hitting her cervix! As I stepped back to admire the picture of Thelma now slowly fucking her self with the cucumber I heard Mum’s footsteps coming along the passage. Thelma flung the vegetable at me and jumped off the table without adjusting her knickers. “Hello you two,” Mum said as she walked into the kitchen, “what are you up to?” “Oh…ehm,”.