She stepped forward between his knees, setting the lube down and picking the sample container back up with her left hand. She bent at the waist in fro...nt of him, feeling a trickle of moisture slide down her inner thigh. The scent of his sweat and his musky cock filled her nostrils and she wondered if he could smell her wet pussy. The miner stopped jacking himself, leaving his throbbing cock pointing straight up at the doctor as she reached down to wrap her glistening, lubricated little hand. A haircut, that's all. Once a yearjust before vacation was the deal but you couldn't even do that for me." Aw, mom, we went over this last night. I told you I was busy." Busy? I doubt you know the meaning of the word you lazy little man."Ouch! That hurt. Anthony knew she didn't mean it that way but she shouldbe more sensitive about using the 'L' word. Over the past few years he'dseen his friends begin to tower over him while he hardly grew at all andhe didn't like it one bit. He was thick. He said you could handle my distribution problems,” Jessie said.“I hope he said, that maybe I could handle your problems. That is if I knew what your problems were,” I suggested.“Well Mike said you had been working with him and he was very impressed with your efficiency.” Orange said.“Well I’m glad for the kind words of course. Frankly I’ve developed a group of customers over a three state area,” I said. “The shine season is about over, but the drinking season is never over.”“Yes and thank god. Over at the taxi rank there was a telephone link to O'Hara's taxis. Picking up the phone I asked for a cab out to Hazelwood cemetery, The operator gave a sort of a laugh and told me someone would be there soon.After a short wait a taxi pulled up and asked if I was the fare to the cemetery? I said I was and got in. The driver was a youngish looking redheaded lady. We took off and she was heading in a different direction to what I wanted to go."Uh, the Hazelwood cemetery is in the other direction.