" I, Oh Momma I can't wait."I swallowed my last bite of Coney, stuffing it all in my mouth,noticing the way a group of boys was watching me. I blushed...as Iswallowed it, then chased it down with the rest of my root beer. "MommaI have to potty, I'll be right back."She was still finishing her lunch, and said, "Don't take too long."As I stepped into the Ladies room I ran into the two girls who'd beenin front of us in line. They were making out on the sink, and one hadher hand under the others. These young boys can get worked up again if youd like to try them, Laura said reaching out to grab the cocks of the two guys next to her. It was obvious my wife was hesitant, so Laura said, Do you boys think Stacy is beautiful? All three started showering my wife with compliments, telling her how beautiful she was, how sexy, how gorgeous, calling her a goddess. It was certainly charming my wife and loosening her up. Maybe you boys should show her how you can make her cum, Laura said. With that. . I feel soclose... so very close...And then she stops, leaning back to tuck my cock in and straighten myskirt."Well then sissy slut, are you glad you're not Divines pet now?" shelaughs as I give her a nervous nod. "And ready to go slut?" Yes Mistress Thorne." I turn my cheek ready for the slap."To your desk girl, do your work experience like a good schoolgirl, and nochatting or I'll gag you," she chuckles, then slaps me, "Get your dildo inwhen you get there.. now scram prissy bitch"Y.. yes. And stifling hot in the summer ... no matter how many windows were opened.Chicago's not windy, the Oklahoma flat is windy.Twice during the mine's years of operation, the Oklahoma 'breeze' blew the topped full coal cars into the next county. Well, maybe not county, but right off the tracks where the local boys took bicycle, shovel and bucket and replenished the family furnaces. In the late teens, east past Alva, the wind picked up an entire train of fresh mined black rock, snatched it off the.