We didn't have a place to stay. We didn't have bullshit. But I had love. I had Raymond Heart.I was willing to do anything I had to do to keep Ray. At ...first, we were just kind of buddies. We learned the whole biker lifestyle together. We kind of made it up as we went along. Ray was a handsome, charming, good old boy who was tough as nails when he had to be. But he didn't have to be. Everyone loves Raymond. But when there was a fight? One punch from a guy who bench presses three hundred and fifty. Her booth consisted of a large plastic tub full of little cards that had paperclips on each piece of paper. The kids would use “fishing poles” that had string with a magnet at the end of the line. They would dip the line into the tub and catch the card by the metal paper clip. She would reach down and help the child grab the card to see what prize had been won.Each time she bent over to grab the card, her dress front would fall open and you could see all the way down her front, and past her. Although attractive, she also had what I call a wow factor. She was about 60, standing five four, with a very curvy and generous size 18 encased in a respectable blouse and clinging black stretch leggings that hugged cunt slit showing a very fat camel toe. The visible stain showed she was for up for action. ‘Before we start Robert, I would like clarify a few things. As you will have noticed we may getting on in life but we are far from gaga. Each of us, single or as a couple, live here because. American head and red coat. That dog was waiting for me, sitting up close to the gate. I walked over and knelt down to look at her, asking the woman about the dog's story. She laughed and said that Red was a frequent flyer. Always seemed to get caught heading out east of town. Today was a little different, as she'd been waiting outside of the front door when the woman got there this morning as if she was waiting to be let in. The woman said that the owners said enough was enough and Red needed.