As he loosened buttons I stroked hisass through his think cotton shorts. I slipped my fingertip under theedge of his shorts and tickled the curve of h...s ass. He wriggled andlooked up at me again. I moved my hand to his chest and began to tweakhis nipples. Without finishing my shirt buttons he reached down andbegan to wrestle with my zipper. I stopped him, and pushed him ontohis back again. I didn't want things to go too fast. If this was goingto be Bobby's first time I was damn well going to. What can we do for you? You’re a mite early for business, but, we might be able to work something out for the right price’ the bawdy proprietress suggested. ‘Ah good madame, it’s a truly tempting offer’ Javonnie said in his most charming voice while pressing a kiss to the back of her beringed dimpled hand. ‘However, I came to conclude some business with Belle and Bertha. If you could be so kind as to either fetch them or direct me and my good friend to their whereabouts?’ The chubby Madame. By that time the price and demand for beaver pelts fell to a point that it was longer monetarily feasible to continue.Johnny followed his cohorts who'd come down from the mountains. There were only a few things he could work at and remain in the outdoors. Many mountain men took to hunting buffalo; he'd already tried that and was repulsed by the slaughter and waste. Another employment opportunity was to scout for the Army; Johnny didn't care for the regimented life of the Army. The job he took. You don’t have to thank me.”The loudspeakers boomed, “Gentlemen, start your engines.”The crowd roared as the cars rattled the glass windows of the box. We took our seats looking down from high above the track.The pace car led the racers around the track. The checkered flag waved the start of the race. The cars roared past over and over again. I could tell she was enjoying herself.About twenty laps into the race, there was a five-car pileup just below our box. This is what they come for anyway..