As I shambled in Frank happily said, “Whatever you told Helen last night, thanks, bro!”
I was hungover and badly needed some caffein. At the Brighton site, I climbed in the D6 dozer’s cab, turned on some tunes, and thought about the upcoming three-day Memorial weekend. Blowjob sex She knew I had sex with Stormi and let her smoke and drink, though she was only 18. I flattened a few small hills, considering what I’d say to Helen. I thought that at the same age, Helen had been just as beautiful as her daughter Stormi. Hopefully that would be enough to mollify Helen’s outrage. I was tired of supervising barely capable boneheads, too. He said, “This week, Mike only drives a shovel and a rake. I’d buy them cheaply at auction, fix them up, then sell them for a hefty profit.
