“Uh, I didn’t mean to, uh, interrupt. I mean, I can come back later...” Anita continued in a flustered voice. She could feel her face flushing h...tly and silently cursed her husband for getting her into this mess!Phoebe laughed and crawled out of bed herself. Unselfconsciously, she bent over and picked up a small pile of clothing, then headed towards the bathroom. Anita could only stare at the petite but curvaceous brunette. “Don’t sweat it,” she said. “I’ve got to get downstairs anyway and make. They had history with Tuck and there was a lot of bad blood between them. Then they seriously said that they would do their best for me and not play their games. So I took the Foreman job and it went smooth.The GF Walt guaranteed us being paid 16 hours for every day we completed a 2-Mile pull of conductors. When we finished we could go home. One day we had smooth sailing and completed a pull in 6 hours. One time we made 2 pulls in the day and I turned everyone in for 32 hours of pay that day.. Me: How does my asshole taste? Better than that skank?Abhishek: Your sweet asshole is incomparable with that stupid ass bitch face, my mistress. Her ugly ass only attracts pigs. I wish I could bury my face inside your asshole.He kept worshipping my asshole and it was making my pussy wet! I pulled his hair and got him in front of me for the next task.Me: Good. It seems like you are in love with my ass. Now, give the same treatment to my pussy. I want to know how much better it is than that. ’ ‘That’s a great idea. I haven’t been to Bodie since I was a kid.’ After a dusty stretch of gravel road, I parked on a rise above the abandoned town that once held ten thousand miners. The view south to the Mono Lake basin, and east into the Nevada desert, was spectacular. I got out the camp chairs and a folding table while Marian unpacked the lunch. ‘Would you like me to open some wine or get you a beer?’ I inquired She gazed up at me from her canvas chair, looking very comfortable. ‘The wine.