He was too old now and had rented out his farm land but he did have a small garden and some a****ls still.A rusty old pick up truck pulled up and a ma...n well into his sixties with graying hair and the start of a bulge climbed out and came her way. He was bit gruff but he ushered her into his truck and drove her along through the two street town and out to the nearest farm. Though the land was rented out there was a small barn ad the old house with chipped paint. He led her into the house and. I don’t want you guys to think that I’m a whore or anything, but I think that I’d enjoy fucking all of you. Let’s open a couple of sleeping bags near the campfire and get started. I’d like Clint to go first since he probably wouldn’t want to take sloppy seconds, and then Hector can clean me up.”The men quickly laid out the sleeping bags, and I stripped down to my long johns before stretching out there. The heat radiating from the campfire felt good, so I unbuttoned and spread the top, exposing. But Jordan just reached up in his sleep and brushedMatt's hand away."Daddy," Isabella said, as if it was the most obvious thing in theworld. "You have to kiss her!"* * *Meanwhile, Jordan felt Anna tickling his shoulder."Stop," Jordan said, in his dream, trying to brush Anna's hand away."Jorrr-daaan," Anna said, in a sing-songy way. "Come, kiiiiss me," shesaid.Jordan felt Anna put a hand behind his head and draw him to her. Heparted his lips to give her a kiss. But strange, he thought to. I was, according to John the Teddy bear, a Betsie Wetsi doll. He wasn't exactly or really sure because he didn't know dolls that well, although the little girl doll that sat down with us confirmed it."He's a Betsi Wetsi doll all right because he's the same as Carl and Carl is a Betsi Wetsi doll," Rick said. That girl doll, confirming what I was, was a Chatty Cathy doll she said and I'm still not sure if I should be calling him a her or her a him? Anyway, he or she, as Chatty Cathy, was wearing.