I'm already thinking... this cane planter/picker, with some modifications, we might wind up breaking the Chinese, get them feeding their billions with...cheap imported American rice.So we fly down there. Down to Miami, then on to the island.This is it. This is where things start to get kind of ugly. We're stepping into the story, we join up at the airport. He shows up with fucking Panama swinging on his arm.The one woman in all the world I have no time for. I'll sneak a bomb on if I have to be on. I was already wet.“Come with us.” A deep voice panted into my ear before licking it. His hand pulled mine and I followed with my new entourage into a private back room. Someone’s dick was being thrust between my cheeks and getting hard as marble.“She’s such a hot little slut.” An older man covered in delicious body hair grunted and slapped my ass.Fingers started to go into my mouth. My eyes rolled back into my head.“I’ve seen you as a man, too.” A young muscle stud licked my open mouth and spit. Adeel sat close to me.“Wanted to ask you something,” he began, then stopped, looking somewhat unsure. I was suddenly very happy. My husband had approached me after almost two years. I suppressed my tears of joy.“What do you want?”“I don’t know how to ask you. Are you… do you…?” He fumbled for words. “Actually what I want to know that are you happy with abbu?”I didn’t understand what he meant; I stared him questioningly.“I… I mean,” he stammered, “do you like sleeping with abbu?”So that was his. Daniel had always been involved in sports in his younger years, so him and Emily had the most in common. He went out of his way to make sure Emily always had a ride to Volleyball practice, and he was pretty proud of her for becoming the star of the team in her senior year. Scott wasn't into sports so Daniel found it difficult to relate as much with him.Emily noticed her step dad looking back and smiled at him, trying to cover any sign her wanting out of this nasty hot van. She had been looking.