Travis headed downstairs.Shakeia looked at her mobile phone. It had been on silent. There were three missed calls and 19 text messages from Loto. She ...called him.“Hey, baby,” the six-foot, 246-pound former varsity defensive lineman said.“Hey, sweetie!”“You doin’ okay,” the guy with the thick rib cage and slow metabolism checked.“I’m good. You?”“I’m good too, baby! Real good. You still at ya grandma’s place?”“Yep. I’m still here.”“Can I come scoop you up?”“That’ll work. What we gonna do?”“Shit!. After about ten minutes she turns down a field siding and then reaches a parking lot, I am not far behind, but I have to keep back because if Arthur sees me I’m sprung.On the side of the parking lot there is a small set of walls and I crouch behind, to get a better look. Inside the parking lot I see a low back pick-up truck with it’s tail down, on the back of it are hay bales, and on the floor are milk crates to step on, seven men are stood waiting under a lamp, and two men get out of the. She has a club outfit on. short skirt, shiny. There should be a cutout in the skirt. If not, a slit up one side or an unzipped zipper on one side. She has a white blouse with the top 2 buttons unbuttoned, the third button buttoned, and the rest unbuttoned. And the blouse doesn’t reach the skirt. Her breasts are large enough that the fabric is tight. No bra. She has a jacket on that matches the skirt. It barely meets the skirt. It has a zipper in the front and is unzipped down to the third. However as he'd already promised I agreed and 20 minutes later the five of us were stood in the hotel lobby."Thanks to you both for your kindness, I am Sven,this is my brother Thomas and his friend, Pieter," We nodded in reply to the introductions, " I am Jayne and this is my husband Simon, the expert plumber as you already know", they laughed politely at my attempt at humour, then we left the hotel, taking the secluded road to the edge of the town. During the next two and a half hours we.