"The neighbors, you know?" he said in a plumy British accent.I grinned."Not that Ray doesn't get plenty from the neighborhood ladies." Don said drolly...."Well, there are some benefits to tokenism." Let's not forget racial stereotypes, too." Don said with a grin."What you said," Ray shot back. Then he smiled at me and said, "Yeah, I think you'll do." Do what?" I flirted back at him."Pretty much anything." You do, do you?" Uh huh." He said positively. "Like, if I was to say, why don't you take off. He has an eagle tattoo on his right forearm. Hesmoked. He basically intimidated the hell out of me. About 2 weeks passed, and we kept our usual distance. My mom workedalot. I just kept to myself. Than my stepfather called me into the livingroom. He told me there, with my mom, that he planned for us to go huntingdown in North Carolina, a few hours away. I told him I didnt likehunting, that I never had. My mom than speaks up and says that getting outof the house, just the 2 of us would be for. Everyone who needed to know what the old man who was responsible forthe situation was like and had done did; and he and Mindy's possiblecontribution was left out entirely. Finally, after all of the questioning and note-comparing the Mayor haddecided it was best if they all call it a night. The authorities wouldkeep up the search and the rest of them would go to their respectivehomes for some sleep.They would need it; seeing as how the powers that be had decided to havea town meeting the. “I’m so sorry, Ryan.” She said over and over again.A couple days later, Thursday, the swelling was down enough that the bruising could be covered with ample makeup. The pain had subsided. Brenda was out with one of her Chads, and Riley was back to work with one of my regular Chads and on my knees having at his large cock. He was wearing a tight green and black bodycon dress, hiked up around my waist, and a white g-string with white stalking and shiny black mary janes. Riley’s auburn hair, wavy.