I light up another cigarette, take a swig of my beer and try to sort through the swirling maelstrom that is my thoughts, I have just fingered my cousi..., the one girl I have desired more than anyone else for as long as I can remember and in half an hour I will be taking her home to fuck her.I spend most of the half hour sitting on the bench trying to collect my thoughts and restraint myself because right now I feel like if I went inside I would end up dragging her out of the party and fuck her. A sledge hammer and two different types of hammers one with a claw and a handsaw rounded out the bins tools. Everything a house should have but never had room for.Of course, they had a complete shop in one of the sheds with every tool imaginable, but a house needed to have some things directly at hand. Grinning, he locked the door to the bin and made his way inside for some ice cold water. He had worked up a good sweat and planned on taking a shower soon."General Sir?" Private Saul asked."What. He fucked me like I have never been fucked before. He had me crying out and coming until I thought it would never stop"."He's a good lover then" I said rather superfluously."Good? She exclaimed, sliding off her dress, "look what that big black bastard has done to your wife!"She had love bites all over her tits and on the inside of her thighs."He fucked me four times last night" she went on, "and he made me suck him off twice. He says I am now his cock sucking slut to do as he pleases with, and. “Welcome home, dear, I have been waiting for you,” she says then giggles. She turns her head and then her body as she follows my movements in the room. Without a word I cross the room and open the closet. I kneel down and extract a large bag from the back.“Are you not happy that I greeted you like this,” she asks with a hint of worry, almost fear in her voice?Dressed in all black because of playing the gig, I am a shadow in the room because of the dim candlelight.“I am very pleased that.