" What the fuck does one have to do with the other?" I asked."I don't know how you are fixed for capitol or what you would want to tackle first, if it... came to that. I just wanted to let you know they might both be available at the same time," she informed me."Well, I can't deal with all this at the same time. I will work on one project till it is done, then if the next one is available I will work on it. We already have the preliminary designs and plans for the houses so lets see what we can do. It runs in my family. See, everyone I'm related to is built like a biker. We're all chunky, but under that bit'o'flab is pure muscle. The guy who grabbed my mother's arm on Black Friday wasn't expecting that. I'm getting off track already, I apologize...Right, details. I have brown hair and grey eyes. My lookers are probably my best feature. I've never really liked anything else body-wise, so they're kinda the only thing I like besides one OTHER thing...Anyway, on with this story...A while. I was even more aroused when I saw my handprints showing up on that white skin bright red. She was crying but my dick was throbbing.I held the back of her neck down and loosed my pants with my hand. I slid my pants part way down and straddled that perfect white ass with the glowing red handprints on it. I pressed my dick against her ass and she started thrashing. I kept my weight on her and reached under her to pull her up a bit and my throbbing cock slid between her ass cheeks. I found her. None dared be nude. After all, although it was now legal in town, the practise was still confined largely to the general vicinity of the "nude schools" of Bell El, St. Dunstan's and Buchanan. The other elementary schools were still firmly textile.The school board was well aware that this would prove problematical the minute the Grade Six students from St. Dunstan's other feeder schools hit Grade 7, to say nothing of when the students from Buchanan's own textile feeder schools started going to.