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The only thing I remember after that was that I hung my head out the window of the car like a dog all the way home. When we got to my fiancé’s house he literally had to carry me up the steps and put me into bed. I laid there for hours watching the ceiling fan…which while off seemed to me to be self-propelled. Every time I closed my eyes the room spun. The next morning finally arrived and I got up and drank enough water to take some Tylenol…two minutes later I was puking again…the toilet went. “Besides, Old Man Zimmer ain’t gonna like anybody disturbing his cows.”“Pshhh… He’ll never know.” Robbie said, waving his hand dismissively.“Robbie; the last time we even set foot on his property he SHOT at us.” Lenny put his hands on his hips. “Or has all that drinking affected your memory?”“My memory’s fine,” Robbie said defensively. “He fired over our heads… ON PURPOSE.”“You’re missing my point. The old man fired a SHOTGUN at us because he thought we were disturbing his COWS.” Lenny sighed. Soon she’d be tamed, and then she’d understand. Her blond hair was matted with piss and sweat, but she was still beautiful. Her red lipstick was smeared all around her mouth, and there were slug-like trails of fuck-lube and jism all over her face. But she was still beautiful. She was soaked in her own sweat. It glistened on her anguished face and ran a river between her proud, young tits.But Avril was the sexiest woman Deryck had ever seen. And she was halfway to being his personal sex. Changing back into my own lingerie, skirt,halter top, jacket and boots, I put what id made into my bag and walkedout with Karyn to the bar to get a quick drink.All eyes turned to us but a lot turned back to the two new girls on thestage. As I tried my drink, I noticed the man who id kissed inchingcloser, whether he was just nervous or afraid to approach us with the 6ftbartender close to us, I didn't know. Karyn noticed him and whisperedsomething into my ear, nodding my head at her, we turned.
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