The surrounding area was a huge wheat producing region. Sometime later, a boy by the name of Garth Brooks (country singer) would grow up in Yukon.A sh...rt twenty minutes later, with a second coffee and a thermos to go, I pulled back onto the highway of history and the towns again flew by: El Reno, Hydro, Clinton, Foss, Canute, and Elk City at nine-hundred and forty-one miles past GO. There, I once again made another pit stop. My empty thermos of coffee was now filling my bladder.By the way,. Most of the guys are now checking us both out, and the bois start grinning mostly watching Dustin. I start running my fingertips up and down my treasure trail, right in the center of my abs. I turn my head to the left, and take a deep slow whiff of my ripe stinkin pits. I let out a soft groan, then turn to the right, and flash a big shit-eatin grin at my lil bro.“Got any cowboy in ya”? That was all it took---like a rocket, Dustin bolts across the room, screaming like a banshee, 'ahhhhhhh', and. But the next message froze him. "Make it up to me." What the fuck does that mean??" Make it up to me. Make me forgive you."Charlie sat still on his couch, butt naked and holding his phone in one hand and a marker in the other. He felt an overwhelming urge to make Sam feel better, and finally chose to write, "Sorry, Sam," along his cock, with a cute little sad face following it. He sent a picture, and waited.Five minutes. Ten minutes. Seventeen minutes passed before Sam curtly replied, "Not. I immediately unknotted my tie (a green one that matched Liz’s eyes) and passed it to Brian. He gave me a strange look until I gestured to where Jill stood. The shade was close to the color of her dress. He nodded and took off his tie to replace it with the one I had selected for me.Dom was already pulling his plain black tie free.“You knew,” he said.“Knew what?” I asked.He didn’t answer. He just walked down the hall and came back knotting a black tie with light orange swirls that were almost.