She loved driving the team and she was becoming very good at it. I was amazed that fiery little Alice never lost her temper with the mules. She had an...easy explanation for that when I asked her about it. "The mules make mistakes because they don't know any better, Jeb, but they seldom make the same mistake twice. How many people can you say that about?" She had a point.Alice was twelve now and proud as punch that she had grown a few inches. She was still a slip of a thing, although it was not a. There had been three semi-regulars at the bar trying to pick her up and a younger couple at a table opposite the stranger’s. ‘Not half bad looking?’ Who the hell does he think he is? Pushing forty Daphne still passed for thirty something. She had a lean build with sandy-blond hair, blue eyes, and toned arms from working this job three nights a week. She still fit perfectly into her ten year old Levis, and with a black suede vest over her white buttoned shirt, she brilliantly displayed her b-cup. There was no preamble as he dropped his luggage on the floor by the front door. “Where’s the bedroom?” Were his first words after she closed the door behind them. She kissed him and he held her for a few seconds before asking again. “Bedroom?” She got the message, as well as a slap on the bottom as she turned and moved towards the stairs. He was already undressing before he got to the bedroom. She watched him tug the rest of his clothes off and then stood still as he stripped her. There. He had just asked a very fun and interesting question and I was eager to hear the answer. I looked up at Sierra, the beautiful blonde that had allowed me to eat her delicious pussy, hoping she would be able to see that I was leaving the decision up to her. She looked down at me and I could tell she was in the mood to play with and tease him before allowing him to join."Well, now Jarin, I'm not sure. You have been a good boy, standing there jerking yourself off so as not to disturb us, but I'm.