I walk over to her in the middle of practice, and say, "Hey, whore, come the fuck over here!" The cheer coach decided to man up and said, "Don't talk ...to my girls like that!"Oh, that bitch crossed the line. "Mother fucker!" I said. "I will kill your WHOLE fucking squad if you open your mouth again. Now turn around and get on your knees." The bitch coach did as he was told, and I shot his ass in the back of his head, and his brains and shit went all over this one young cheerleader. All the girls. She grabbed her panties and began to lower them, sliding them down her legs. She wrapped them into a tight ball and handed them to me. Dave then slid his hand up inside her dress. I looked down, I could see my wife’s dress slowly being hiked up, and Dave had his hand down in between her legs. Jen felt his finger glide across her swollen clit. Her body began to squirm, and I now felt her vibrations against my own body. Dave gave her a passionate kiss, while he pushed his finger deep inside her. "Now as I was saying, there's a very special quest of mine upstairs right now, someone I think you should meet." Oh, who is it?" I inquire puzzled."You'll find out in a minute," She excitedly giggles, "I'm sure you're going to learn a thing or two aswell, from him!" From him?!" I blurt out in shock. "Who is it, what do you mean?" I start firing questions at her with jealousy in the tone of my voice."Hey!" She snaps at me banging the top of the cage with the palm of her hand,"Don't talk to me. Perhaps, with my new deity powers I can learn how to do something like that.I was forced to be taken to a tattoo parlor by the dairy owner’s son because he said I had to have a permanent livestock ID put on me aside from any livestock brands. The ID was required by law he said. He told me I could opt for an ear tag like the cow’s had punched into their ears but they were potential problems with torn ears, things like that.[Having met the sisters at their mother’s tattoo parlor I impressed them.