Wagner is ... what? An archeologist, I think. Yeah, that's his bailiwick. Oh yeah, that's Doctor Wagner. I remember someone griping about him insistin...g on the title. He's so full of himself that he's probably positive his shit doesn't stink. He's also a smart son-of-a-bitch, it looks like. He damn sure has enough education and a whole string of published articles — none in the last few years, though. It must be a real pisser to not be able to publish the things he's found out on his missions, . Would you like to be happy?”He swallowed hard as she knelt down, unzipping his pants. Taking his hard cock out she licked up the shaft, popping his head in her mouth and taking him deep. He moaned, grabbing the back of her head and forcing his cock down her throat, sucking and slobbering and messing her top with spit. He reached down to take her tits out, roughly groping and squeezing them.Watching from behind I noticed cum stains on the back of her dress. I knew she fucked somebody on the way. Are you nervous at all about tonight?”“No. I am taking fifteen hundred with me, just in case. But I don’t think there’ll be a problem. Oh, did you get the sacks I wanted?”“Thanks for reminding me. They’re in the back of my truck. I bought ten of them. I’ll put them in the corner of the barn, if that’s okay.” I nodded, and he went down to take care of that.I set my alarm to take a short nap, so I’d be rested. I noticed that I didn’t really feel tired when I went to bed at night, but I figured it. Her troop has been tops in cookie sales the last couple years." That's a good idea, Tony. But why do I have a feeling that you have somebody else in mind to start with?" I was thinking, to start the series, just off the top of my head, you understand..."Mr. Walker sighed. "Tony, did you ever think about getting straight to the point? I already like the idea. You don't have to sell so hard." Where's the fun in that?" Mr. Walker looked at the ceiling. Maybe I should be a priest. I seem to inspire.