I've seen those old cartoons where Daffy Duck treads the desert, sees a beautiful pondful of refreshing water, and leaps into it, getting a mouthful o...f sand in the bargain. I've seen those cartoons, and I ain't playing. I may be ignorant of the desert ways, and stupid for not checking the temperature, but one thing I am not is gullible. And there is no pool at the top of this mountain, and no cutie getting her jollies in it, and she is not looking at me right now with a startled look on her. Bill was moving his ass up and down pulling his legs back with his arms. I watched as Jack's black cock slid in and out. Bill was so nasty and verbal with Jack.Bill just kept saying over and over to Jack, "fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder, fuck me, fuck me, all of it, give me all of it, fuck you bitch, fuck your whore, give me that cock, I want it I want it, fuck me daddy, fuck me."Jack was talking right back at him. It looked like a war going on between both of their groins as they pounded. He was certain when Joy was six years old that she would be the fourth generation of his family to enter the legal profession. By the time she was 16, he was positive that any view of the law Joy achieved would come as the defendant, not as the defense attorney."So?" Joy pressed - verbally and with her heels."The senior partner is retiring in a few months," William related. "The politics at the office between the junior partners is ridiculous. Really, there are only two of us that could. I noticed a lot of Indians here today." They are having as much financial trouble as we are. A lot of government funding has been slowed down for the tribes. These people don't have casinos to support them, and even if they had one, the area is too poor to support it. They need an opportunity the same as the people who live in our town, village, or city, whatever you want to call it."The man smiled as he took out a small notebook and wrote on a page. He wrote his name, of course, the church.