As I'm calling Big Louie I watch as Snake Lady undresses my wifewho was in her state of being readied to be bred by the tribal breeder of sorts, like ...ome strange wild b movie one could go watch at the local drive-in theatre. As she had removed my wife's blouse and now unclasping her small bra and freeing the tiny breast now ever firmer looking and her nipples standing out like hard little marbles even swollen more than I'd ever thought possible. As Snake Lady was now unfastening and pulling. That first time was with another young guy who's dad was also a roughneck like my dad; and in fact, they worked together then on the same rig. After that, I was a true die-hard cock sucker for the rest of my life; and I still am, even at the age of 67!At one time (believe it or not), I was considered a 'good looking,' even quite 'handsome' guy (even by several women I happened to end up dating between sucking cock), but, with time comes changes; and I slowly lost that youthful good looks, and I. After having walked along the wall for maybe half an hour, I came to a place where the uniformity of the wood and the wall was broken thrice.First, in the wall there was a small door. It was a solid door, and it had no handle to open it from the outside. I did not have to try it to know that it was locked.Then, to my left, maybe thirty feet away from the wall, there was a small spring, a rock with a metal pipe in it, from which a stream of clear water flowed into a stone basin that was about. The note was short but so sweet she felt her heart speed up. Scrawled in big letters were the words 'Bus Stop by the Hollies and Chad's signature. Jessie thought about how close their introduction fit the lyrics and smiled.At the end of the day, Jessie tried to figure out how to get the bouquet home. The day was windy and it was about four blocks to her bus stop. The flowers would be tattered before they made it home. With a sigh, she accepted that they would have to remain on her desk for the.