A bin with a Vee bottom that feeds a stoker auger. The tube the auger runs in served a dual purpose ... feed the tuyer with air and the fire pot with ...oal.The only drawback was carrying the five gallon bucket of stoker coal from the coal shed through the kitchen to load the bin. Some days the snow gets deep in Wyoming ... no carpets ... they hold melting snow for hours. Eventually, we made it a team effort. I bundled up and hauled the buckets to the kitchen ... two for each stove in the morning. Who is going to ride with me?”Carl and Billy raised their hand.I clapped my hands and said, “Let’s mount up and get this show on the road.” Greg and Charlie climbed into my van just as Patty and the boys got in her Jeep. Peter was sitting on the porch with his cast propped up as he enjoyed watching the morning’s activity. I went back to the porch and kissed Peter goodbye. He wished me luck and fifteen minutes later we were on the main highway headed north.We arrived at the cabin a little past. In the meanwhile, working a bar job that was popular with both students, the gay crowd looking for cheap drinks before a big night and the occasional hipster or two earned me adequate pay and tips so I could get by.I looked at my watch. Only fifteen minutes till last orders. There was only one other person in the bar - a customer who had come in saying he was thirsty and looking for a good drink before heading home. I could have sworn I recognised him from somewhere but that might have been. Moaning. Begging. Don't think you wouldn't. I stop. You're outraged. But even good girls have to earn their rewards. I forcefully grab your hair once more, drawing it tight around your head before I seize your ankles and pull you off the bed onto the floor. You are my little sex slave and you will kneel before me, naked, needy and eager to please me.You look up at my cock and you know that you'd like nothing more than to wrap your lips around it. Oh, how you should like to taste me again, to.