“My last day this week is Wednesday, and I go back next Tuesday," I reply and Robert whistles. “I’d love to have five days off. Do you get paid...?” Robert asks,and I purse my lips nodding my head. “I’ll still be doing plenty of stuff on the computer, email and such." I shrug my shoulder and they all try to shame me with jealousy. I give them a smug smile and take a large bite of my cheeseburger. I look at Ethan and he’s watching me with an interesting expression. He looks calculating and. Parties ... that are private? Not for everybody?”“Yes, I rather meant in the context of economics. You and I, are we private parties?”“I don’t understand?”“Yes, we are. You and I are private parties. If I have a chocolate bar and I sell it to you for a dollar, that is a transaction between private parties. But now let’s imagine that we both have our own companies and you want to buy a million chocolate bars from me. Are we still private parties?”“No?”“Yes! We are still private parties. Anyone. She said something to the guy and he stood by the diving board. This was the first time I could see his fully erect penis, and Monica was right, he must have been at least 9” long and very, very wide. It was definitely the largest cock I’ve ever seen in person. The girl laid down on the diving board this time and the young man came up to her side, lifting one leg over her to the other side, straddling her. She took his cock in one hand and pulled it into her mouth, lifting her head a little to. It was just horses and girls circling barrels anyway. After several moments he stood up on his own two feet again and walked around Gunthar’s head, removing his bridle and hung it over the saddle horn then rubbed his muzzle ‘Sorry ’bout tonight fella…. I’ll make it up to ya in the mornin’.’ Lacey watched, feeling the butterflies take flight in her stomach as she watched the racing chuck wagons slowly come out of the arena. They were driving in a truck now to set up the barrels and she glanced.