Cassie's church didn't let them celebrate Halloween at all. Said it was Satanist. Rev. Gordon just thought it was all in fun. He hired a guy with a tr...ctor and wagon to cart us all around the neighborhood in our costumes. We'd jump off the wagon when he stopped and run up to the houses and yell trick-or-treat. This was probably the last year I'd go trick-or-treating. Mom said I was too old for that now. But I noticed that the wagon only stopped at specific houses and the people there had lots. The lassie can help us with the women's wear. We can have a wee meeting soon if ye like." Sooner is better," I smiled. We were getting down to the other priorities. Scotty had already given me the lowdown on leasing power carts. I didn't want to own them and few if any clubs did in this day and age."Sand," Scotty said suddenly. "We'll be wanting it before long. Do ye ken what kind ye want?" Anything but that light, fluffy silica sand. I hate that stuff," I said in no uncertain terms. "Let's use. I looked at Lois?s big green eyes as she stared in awe, making a ?ooouuuuu? sound, mixed with concern as she gazed at the massive nigger?s cock throbbing before her eyes. He sat back down and took over the hot kissing and tit manipulations from Wes. He took Lois?s white hand and placed it on his erect, exposed big erect black cock. She squeezed it gently and gave it a few short strokes as their hot passionate kissing increased. Wes had gotten up and divested himself of his pants and briefs also. I asked her if everything was all right. She replied by tossing me her jogging shorts, which had been balled up in her hand. Her long tee shirt (actually one of mine she borrowed) came to just above her knees, effectively making it a mini dress. I narrowed my eyes trying to determine if she was wearing any panties under it. With a giggle she spun around and darted out of the room. The tee shirt flipped up and over her pale ass, removing any doubt to what she was wearing underneath.I found her.