During the afternoon of the second day in Galveston a fast deep sea fishing boat tied up to Tim's dock.An older man came ashore, he wanted to know who...was in charge. Someone pointed Tim out.The man introduced himself as John Ellis and asked if any of that piling equipment could be leased.Tim told him it could.The man said that he had let a contract for the building of a ships docks up the way.The contractor had not even started, all of the material had been delivered to the site though. Tim. I sucked as much of his cock into my mouth as I could at the first attempt.It was truly an erotic story and one I was finding very arousing, my cock was once again rock hard and straining at it's full five inches, my balls were aching like never before. Erica's story continued as she described her head bobbing up and down on his black shaft, his one hand, holding her head by a handful of hair as the other was fondling her tits, and pinching her nipples which she said were sticking out like. Hey Jacob, how does that happen? I hear you’re shouting from behind the screen, well I’ll tell you… Katy had walked into Radio 1′s main building to promote her latest album and had caught the elevator to the top floor. She had finished with the interview and her entourage had caught the first one down. As a worker in the building, I was forced into the second one, which just so happened to be with Katy. She had only just made it in when the skirt had torn. But, that wasn’t all she was wearing.. We had stacked the lumber up on one end of the second floor of the barn. The other end held hay I'd purchased for the horses. Hans made use of the open area in the middle of the floor for a temporary workshop and that was where the bulk of our furniture was built.All of the slaves found ways to stay busy throughout the winter. Most of the men not involved in the carpentry made use of the milder days to continue harvesting lumber, cutting and shaping it as necessary.Things progressed steadily.