..Wyld west boys: Part 1I was known for being a traveler, since my line of work often involved taking those looking for my unique transportation servi...es to another town no matter the distance. There were many trips made throughout my career, but there was this one job in particular...I was given special instructions to take two "troubled" boys on a long trip, over to a town which was fifty miles out. It seemed to me that the only reason for their sudden relocation was because they were without. Butinstead of hopping off she moaned and proffered herbottom up to him.“Mmmm… Santa’s being wicked!” she said.“What?” He tried to keep his voice deep, but he was toosurprised.“Spank me Santa.” She was rubbing his lap, getting himextremely hot. “Please Santa! Give me a good hiding!”Joe let her have it. A good solid smack across hergenerous behind. Her bottom really filled out thespandex velvet. Joe simply couldn’t help himself,. At 37, she still looks great: short, shoulder-length jet-black hair, hazel eyes, and full, pouty lips. Her 36C breasts I had implanted into her 20 years ago were still firm and high, and she carried her 26-inch waist attractively. "Hi, Steve," she said, taking off her jacket to reveal a light yellow cotton blouse. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra. She never does on these visits. She knows what she's here for."Okay, Steve, let's get on with it." She never calls me "Dad" at the start of. It was ridiculous. She could be friends with Maddy and Cam, and even with Jake. But she hoped the first time they got together, Jake wouldn’t be there. ‘Coming, coming,’ she called as she pulled out of her thoughts and went to the door. That was bad, she decided, getting lost on the way to your own front door. From the inside of a two-bedroom apartment. ‘Jake.’ She was so surprised to see him she couldn’t think of anything else to say. ‘Hi, Molly.’ God, she looked beautiful, he thought. Blue.