." Oh, I'll tell you what happened," Ray said as he suddenly stood up over memenacingly, his sinewy muscles rippling. "Fucking Hector was talking abou...tFIST FUCKING you when I came in!"Oh my God. My eyes opened wider. "Hector...?" I squeaked."Yeah fucking Hector – that piece of shit motherfucker." Ray spewed andthen tailed off, "Motherfucker's gonna need some new fucking teeth..."Guess that accounts for his puffy eye.I cringed with the sudden realization of what happened. How many guysfucked me?. The very idea of it makes me sick. You make me sick."And that was the end of that. Asking Jennifer to fulfill a fantasy had turned to be a major mistake. And they had been talking about setting up housekeeping together, too. Ah well, maybe it was for the best.George figured he'd better clear up any misconceptions right from the start before beginning a new relationship. He placed a personal ad.Dreamest thou perchance of fondling a man's posterior?Ever entertainedthe deliciously secret fantasyof. I needed to get started on a pen for the pigs and I needed to get it done so I could make a bigger cage for the mama wolf. Cowta, Biltee, Teechi, Saytha, and I took off to gather materials for the pigpen.Saplings weren't on the agenda this time; I was looking for what I thought of as small trees. I wanted some about six inches in diameter and could use them up to eight inches. It let us stay closer to home, since we hadn't thinned this size out so. After about an hour of working I realized that. Vicky rang the doorbell a couple of times and even called out to me through the post box. Chantelle got out of the Saab and joined her. I could hear them talking but other than hearing Chantelle say, "Try the other door," nothing else was clear enough.They both passed out of the CCT's range and shortly I heard them at the kitchen door. Then the patio doors not five feet from me. The next minute they were back at the front door. After trying the front door yet again, Vicky went over and tried to.