You know ... lawyers. There’s a lawyer for every 23 people. Might change that in a lake effect blizzard.I hollered at Gonzalez, “Fire up and shut ...his door.” He heard me ... the wind was blowing my yelling in.“Sí, Patrón,” he said. Well ... That’s what I took him to say ... I couldn’t hear ... the wind howling around the door kept his words in the back of the shop.The Clark works when hydraulic door closers quit.He only bent the door once. We had to park the Clark in the hole.Several times I. He thought to himself that it was impossible for her to have any underwear on, also, when had she developed such fabulous breasts? Why they strained at the crop top. He felt himself getting aroused again.They went into the spare bedroom, his den, and as he sat down at the computer, his arm brushed against her full breasts."Oh, excuse me, Denise, I did not mean that. I am terribly sorry," He flushed.She giggled, "Oh, Mr. M don't be silly, it happens all the time and I don't mind in the. .fuckfisterguy: tell me about one you didn't likeloufresh: black guy.........tourist going through NZ; ex picked him up in bar; he was just way too bigloufresh: some gagging and hurting that nightfisterguy: haha. did you just suck him? or did he fuck that nice little pussy of yours?Loufresh: bothFisterguy: niceloufresh: now that I think of it, maybe it wasn't THAT bad; me ex set up a photo shootfisterguy: where did he shoot his load?fisterguy: can I see?loufresh: he was always doing. ”“How the hell do you know that?” Matt asked me.“Yeah,” said Chris.“Oh, I’m big into astrology! I’m a Scorpio, myself. Beers, anyone?”I served them their beers, bending forward like a good waitress should. I served our guest first and then bent over to serve Matt. Poor Chris nearly choked on his beer when I did that. My back was turned to him and he was going to say something to Matt but he sputtered on his drink.“Poor baby,” I said while turning to him. “Did it go down the wrong pipe? That.