Taylor was the only listing ... Unless I wanted gravel from Billings.I called Taylor Sand and Gravel from school.“Taylor Sand and Gravel. How can we...help?” A man’s voice.“Taylor?”“Yes.”“I need road gravel ... my driveway is gonna kill me.”“And you are where?”“You know the Log Cabin past the ninety curves on Wolf Creek?”“Yes I do.”“That drive,” I said.Under his breath I heard him say, “Christ, that’s a long bastard.”“Yes ... it’s a long bastard,” I agreed.“Sorry, about that.”“Can you grade it. He slid the cube over her neck, the cold replacing the heat left behind from his lips and tongue. He moved the ice down and began running it over her hard nipples. She gasped as the cold touched her sensitive nipples, where the ice had been before, now his mouth replaced it heating her cool skin. He slid the ice across her breasts then moved his body around placing his mouth at each point the ice had visited. The hot to cold to hot sensation was having an effect on her body. Every nerve was. Fred had told her how much he had enjoyed watching Tyrone fucking her and how he wanted her to take other black lovers. Michelle's husband was giving her a license to fuck black men!Fred watched while the other women took their turn familiarizing themselves with what they considered a biological miracle. Tyrone's big black cock went from mouth to mouth, occasionally spurting a huge load of his jism over some lucky lady's face. His neighbors started baring their breasts in hopes of having the. I say “Coach, get the fuck out of my way, I am on a mission, and I’ve got to get this fucking workout in before I explode.” I’ve got GNR on volume 10. I couldn’t here a word he said. He grabs me, and pulls my headphones off. Coach West was talking to me, but my rage and anger drowned out every word he said. Still to this day, I can’t remember a word he said. I hit the gym so hard for weeks, completely fueled by my rage.Winter ended, and spring came quickly. My anger subdued, as I came to.