.thats it, Mandy...yeaaah suck my clit...finger me..fuck me with those fingers!” Jackie yelled out as she felt herself nearing the edge, her own fin...gers buried deep within the young girl’s snatch, her thumb strumming over her clit. Mandy bucked her hips and moaned into Jackie’s pussy as she sucked her clit for all she was worth and finger fucked her furiously. Jackie fingered the girl harder, bucking and moaning as Mandy sucked her clit and fingered her so good it drove her nearly mad. “Oh. If you hadn’t I don’t think anyone would have known.”“Two people would have known. Diane and myself. She has been very helpful in other areas also. I would hate to loose her and I would like to give her a small raise.”“Do you think she wants to leave?” “I just don’t want to take the chance, that’s all.”Johnson sat back looking at Becky, drumming her pencil on her desktop, then glanced out of the window for a few seconds.“How much did you want to give her?”“Well I was thinking maybe seventy-five. "Just be sure you watch the road at least some of the time, big boy, this is no time to bang up Miss Swifty." Maybe not, but I'd sure like to bang you up, Jen." In due time, boy, in due time."We were moving through Barstow on Route 66. Not much to see in the darkness and we'd be well out of town after sunrise."Know anything about this town, Jay?" Not much, how 'bout you?" Some. It got its name to honor William Barstow Strong." Who was he, Jen." He was a former president of the Santa Fe. On the other hand, I realize I'm a blessed son-of-a-gun to be the first and maybe only person you grace with your actual memories of Armonde."Jhoni looked at me with open appreciation in her eyes and Mona Lisa kind of grin on her full lips."How else can you honor that part of your life and make it live again if you are not able to freely tell the story?" I asked as I continued to look into the refrigerator. "And you want and need to be a story teller. That is why you are a writer. How can you.