After 10 Minutes Joe Came Back In Wearing Gym Shorts And no Shirt, Kelly Had Been Right, There Was Not an Ounce of Fat on This Guy Anywhere, He Had a ...ix Pack, She Then Noticed an Ugly scar On His Right Knee. Over Dinner Of Fried Chicken, Green Beans, Mashed Potatoes With Brown Gravy And Apple Pie For desert They Chatted Back And Forth about Their Lives, Kelly Had Found Out That Joe Had Been A Star Running Back Out Of High School, Gotten A Scholarship To Play For A Major University, His Senior. "Not until just now." She leaned closer to him, whispering in his ear, "Why don't we go somewhere, more private?" She licked his earlobe."You know your way around here?" He asked."Absolutely. John, Mr. Palowski, and I are good friends." She took his hand and walked him through the crowd, eventually meeting the staircase. She walked up them, slowly, Kent having perfect view of her ass. They were finally at the door to the guest room and she opened it, revealing the master bed. She turned around. Her daddy, Emmitt, a hateful old bastard with a short temper had worked in the coal mines until a collapse at the mine had injured his back. He’d been on permanent disability for the last 4 years, and stayed home with the k**s while momma, Betty, worked at the tire factory five days, and sometimes six, a week. Emmitt was hard on them. You worked and worked hard on the farm. You did what he said, or you’d catch a backhand upside your head. He’d be waking them up in a couple hours to get to work.. The door slammed closed. First her head turned followed by her body. Her head tilted, still stunned that he actually shoved her. The foray light flipped on. She blinked and watched him swiftly remove his trench coat and fedora then he hung them on the provided coat rack near the door. She questioned, ‘Was that really necessary?’ His head snapped her direction, he answered with a demand, ‘Tell me how you want me to fuck you.’ He removed his suit jacket, it too hung with the trench and fedora..