They'd spent the night and morning fucking like horny teenagers. Ellen's hand moved down to her still swollen pussy, teasing the folds of her labia an... gently stroking the sensitive nub of her clit. She smiled. She loved her life. She had a job she loved, but more than that she now had the freedom to express her sexuality in so many ways. She fucked different guys almost every day, a different cock to fill her rampant desires whenever she wanted. She'd enjoyed the thrill of a gangbang, being. That was days. Her mom was ignoring her ... even when she came out to the ranch to see what’s what and who is doing it. This house was going to be 259 square feet larger than the home that fell in the creek. Doesn’t sound like much ... but 259 square feet is an extra bed room.The forms folks came out and set the forms for the basement walls. The re-bar tie folks did their magic and tied the entire basement into a single mass of rebar. Six inch thick walls is the minimum for the neighborhood. We. She looked fantastic. She smiled at me and said “How do I look? This is look number one, by the way. We’ve got a few to get through.” 

“You look amazing.” I said. It was true. She was stunning when she put the effort it. The dress fitted her petite body perfectly. 

She stood by the upstairs hall window, I checked the light and was about to start doing some test shots, when I think she must have caught me taking one too many looks. 

“Hey Ken. I just want to stress here, that… we’re cool,. " Well ... that's not all Sam," Dana said, and I detected a little hesitation in her voice."Okay?" I answered."Weeks also found a purse lying near the nude body. The I.D. inside the purse belongs to a Sarah Wakefield, a nineteen year old run-away known by the LAPD to be a relatively new prostitute working the downtown area." Okay?" I said again."The head of the task force asked Candy and I to go out and interview some of the businesses and other working girls in the area while the fires still.