You like it dale? let,s get you out of this top and short,s and try it on.I slipped on the panty,s,was getting the bra on.he said let me help you dale...he stood behind me and began to kiss my neck.I moved a little,but he pulled me into him.Oh it feel,s so nice and soft on you dale,as he began to caress my ass.you like it baby? i said yes.mmmm good .i new you would.he turned my head and kissed me on the mouth,he tounge darting in,he pushed his hand inside the back of my panty,s,felt his finger,s. Business was so good he had ten men on the payroll. Most of them didn't speak English, but they knew what to do and he paid them well, compared to what they'd have made somewhere else. One of them had even asked if he could bring his wife and two children up from Mexico to live with him. Bob had just nodded. He couldn't find anyone white at any wage who was willing to spend ten hours a day in the fields. His men lived in trailers he'd brought in, most of which were in better condition than the. He went into the rest room, and by the time he had returned, the bronzed, wrinkled old operator had finished with the vehicle and was sucking at a can of beer by the battered old desk in the office.Paul spotted the clipboard and signed the invoice, waited while the old character took a final sip of beer, then accepted his copy of the paperwork and the plastic credit card."Keep cool, Pop," he said. And he walked out, taking the long way around the station wagon to get another peek into the back. Your body belongs to me and me alone. 30 demerits. That's 50 demerits you have to pay this weekend. You will be staying here this weekend if you have to run away from home. I will be taking you to the club this weekend. He pulled me close and said do you understand what I just said. Yes Sir, I will so anything you want me to do. I am so sorry for screwing up, I’m so stupid. He gave me a stern look and said you are not stupid and I don’t want you to ever say that again. Yes sir, I’m just really.