”“How much are they?” I asked.“About eighty bucks,” Alex responded. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll put it on my credit card and you can p...y when I get back.”I assured Alex he didn’t have to put himself out. “No,” He interrupted, “the pleasure is all mine.”I couldn’t turn down such a sweet offer. Alex said it would only take him about twenty minutes to run up to the Home Depot. “Fine,” I replied, “I’ve got to take a quick shower anyways, so this is perfect.”Alex made his way back to the front. He was from Womelsdorf, a small town outside Reading, Pa. Cameron was majoring in history. He hailed from Biglerville in Adams County, a few miles north of the Gettysburg battlefield.The six of us talked over dinner. Joel was the more serious of the two. Cameron had a wicked sense of humor. They questioned us about what it was like to play USC in the Rose Bowl. We told them stories about our experiences. I found out that Cameron was a Civil War buff like me. We had a good talk about the Battle. She poured some oil on her palm and started massaging his legs.My cock became rock hard as I saw two fair mothers massaging this old dark bull exposing their fleshes to his joy just for money,like prostitutes.I felt jealous on him.eventually he removed his waist cloth,exposing his long black cobra,my mom was stunned by its size and he ordered to massage his third leg too.by the time my classmates mother was massaging his torso and well built chest.my mom poured some oil over his shaft and. I would only need to do something like that for a few months, and maybe just as a fill-in for other projects I might also be doing. I would want to do some traveling around the state so I would spread out my buying/cashing and not draw attention to any specific area, but that could easily be done. Hell, Massachusetts, and New York both had similar lotteries too. Lots of possibilities there.Well, it was not something I had to decide on right now. That would be a Friday afternoon or evening deal.