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Deep into Eastern Europe on the plains of Poland an adventurous road trip by 3 college babes had quickly turned into a pit of humiliation and despair. Thinking they were helping a stranded local their hitchhiker was in fact a dominating kidnapper. Cleverly restraining all of them they had been forced to drive off the beaten track to a remote collection of ram shackle buildings.

Now held under his bizarre funeral parlour the "undertaker" begins to bit-by-bit break down their resistance to his evil plans.

From her locked bent forward position it was difficult for Keeley to lift her head to look straight ahead. The stocks bit into her shoulders; her tiny wrists snapped through even smaller gaps in the scissor wood beams. Her mouth was dripping saliva from the edge of her lips as she slurped on the big neon ball gag. The feeling was disgusting, this shy and well-behaved British girl now experiencing the darker side of sexual games. She gargled on the rubber bit trying to catch the eye of the kneeling Cassandra. The blonde prim teen with the goldilocks cascading hair was like a terrified rabbit her eyes wide, frozen to her knees watching as the undertaker wrestled with the third co-ed their fiery best friend.

Diora face was a contorted disbelieving picture." This couldn't be happening; it just couldn't!" The man was trying to strip her for action, her resistance was sincere but the inevitability was so embarrassing to all of them.

The man and hot babe grunted like battling hogs; grappling for control until the undertaker spun her pushing the sexy redhead over the worktable. His hands ripping her t-shirt from her shoulders her big melons bouncing free again, Diora's hand rising in reflex to shield them. "Its pointless fighting," he said dispassionately," you are all now my captives, my sex slaves no?" It was more a statement rather than question.

"Just accept your mine bitch," he snapped as Diora's hands swiped and missed his face; his charming eastern manner now long gone, a more detached sinister intent in its place.

He was naked a mountain of muscles in his big work boots, his cock starting to stiffen and unfurl as his hands and body wrestled with hot co-ed flesh. The room was dim and claustrophobic, the crackle of controlled flame mixed with the hum of a weak electric light bulb overhead.

"Look please you can't do this," Diora gasped as their bodies competed for the upper hand, arms flailing legs hooking and kicking, their efforts echoing in the confined underground dungeon. "We have money, our families have money."

But he ignored her bargaining as Diora weakened and weakened.

He clamped his arms over her shoulder, straining to hold one then the other female hand to the edge of long wooden table as he fastened her wrists around leathered manacles. She gave a frustrated howl when both arms were locked out her breasts swaying with gravity beneath her twisting shoulders.

She was now bent over the table arms gripping either side her ass feeling the denim shorts tugged down then dragged from one cowgirl booted foot then the other. The busty woman was shrieking in a high indignant tone the sensation of her bare ass and legs rubbing against stripped denim making her spine tingle. Diora had no bra and the tiniest thong as undergarments and her full round bronzed ass barely showed the tiny piece of fabric tight in her crack.

"No! Stop it you bastard!"

His hands now able to stop pinning her and instead began to grope her big fleshy round buns and she gritted her brilliant teeth. His fingers biting into her flesh like he was kneading two enormous stress balls. "Hmmm great big slave tits," he drooled holding both her boobs from beneath bouncing them in his palms; then griping both in claw hands twisting them.

She grunted at his rough massaging attention with total embarrassment. "Oh for fucks sake, someone help us!"

Fingers then moved to hook inside her gusset pulling the thong to snapping point. Diora shook her head as the fabric gave way the man looking back at the kneeling Cassandra, "Come closer Blondie," he ordered. " I need help lubricating your friends pussy hole."

The poor blonde girl had remained kneeling totally submissive watching the pointless resistance of her friend. In the car she'd had to watch Keeley fucked over the vehicles trunk. The feelings had been horrendous but now she felt more desensitised, as if refusals to accept reality might make it all go away. But he was calling to her, calling her back into the factual world. Her mind was protesting. "He needed her to do what?"

Cassandra snapped into the here and now shaking her head her breathing laboured as she protested in horror. "No you filthy fuck I'm not fucking helping you do anything." She reared back staggering to her feet heading for the stairs. The big virile man his rock hard cock swinging like a standard on stormy deck replied calmly in a terrifyingly arrogant and dismissive manner.

"Very well run, but if you do see what I will have to do my little bondage bride over there." He just didn't seem to care or even believe he was acting in any way wrong; it all seemed like a big game with an inevitable outcome he already knew. His amusement was that his captives didn't seem to realise.

The undertaker was now glistening like an oiled body builder as he stopped molesting the bound Diora and moved towards the prostrate stock clamped Keeley. Cassy halted from her flight, rigid in her heels on the first step upwards her eyes wide chest rising and falling in her damp blouse. She wanted to run but felt compelled to listen and watch she couldn't just leave them; could she?

The man unfastened Keeley ball gag the girl coughing and spluttering as her tongue was freed. "Cough! Oh God Cassy what's he going to do?" Cassandra had no answer but to watch, her big blue eyes transfixed.

His hands trailed over Keeley's back following the curve of her spine to that fine raise rump. Behind the Brits stocks was a hearth built into the wall the flames from a small well-controlled fire crackling adding to the intense heat in the room.

The undertaker never took his eyes of Cassandra fixing her with a holding stare as his hand reach towards the wall pulling down a heart shaped piece of wood and spout.

Cassandra recognised it as a bellows; a concertinaed fabric between two wooden paddles handles. This medieval device allowed you to open and close the chamber; air was drawn in along its length and then spurted out through a narrow metal spout.

He knelt to the fire thrusting the spout into the hot ambers pumping the bellows the whole fireplace roaring with added oxygen; the flames a belching orange.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

He pumped the device a few times before drawing a full chamber of hearth sooty hot air. Diora started to gasp and wrestle more with her binds as she began to understand his actions. "Oh fuck he not; please tell me he's not!" She gasped turning the face of the British beauty porcelain white with confusion and worry.

Keeley couldn't see but she wriggled feeling his hand on her ass the warm metal spout tapping against her flesh making her buck. The tip was touching her slit the warm nozzle a bizarre sensation. Cassandra shook her head looking at her friend's confused face. "No he couldn't!" She thought in horror.

Keeley was all desperate questions." Oh Jesus Cassy oh what he going to uhhhhhhh!" The babe's eyes stood out on storks the naughty spout sliding up inside her pussy as she bent over. Unable to close her legs or even pull away she stiffened in panic the tube deep and straight the man's hands on the bellow paddles.

Cassy put her hand to her mouth the sweat beading on her nose and neckline.

Diora stopped her pointless attempts at escape and she too stared open mouthed her own predicament now less relevant. "No please don't..." she never managed to finish her sentence the undertaker pressing hard forcing the bellow plate's together Keeley's pussy filling with hot gas.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh shittt! " She shrieked her mouth gobbling the air her ass bouncing beautiful mammaries like boulders thundering together beneath her as her hips and back gyrated in spasm. Her tight young chute pumped full, bloated and rinsed with hot cinder air.

"Noooo! I cant take this!" She exploded in panic. The metal spout pulled from her air belching pussy the man thrusting the spout tip back into the embers pumping it again.

"This time shall we leave the spout in a little longer," he said in mock question.

Keeley shook her head her face looking desperate at Cassy. He removed the spout from the fire ready to give the brunette another steamy injection.

"No, No!" The Cassandra shouted her legs almost giving way as she accepted the inevitability of her situation. "Just stop doing that," she groaned as rushed back away from the stairs and into the sex carnival.

The undertaker gave a stern nod putting the bellows away and moved towards her his hand on his stiff cock, now totally oblivious to his pussy pumped brunette.

"So you do as I command pony?" He asked with his head to one side quizzically.

Cassy stuttered in confusion, "p. p. pony... ?" The undertaker nodded. "Of course, a man always needs a strong creature to help his toils. I think you will do well little pony."

"Jesus Cassy!" Diora spat frustrated with her own in ability to act sooner and now her friends' compliance, "fucking stop listening to the bastard and start helping us."

Cassy looked around and saw a big piece of wood baton nearby. She gripped it wielding it high like a samurai sword her legs tensed balancing on heels, grey skirt showing her thighs pushed hard against the material ready for battle.

The man thrust out a finger. "Pony put that down immediately," he bellowed. The room echoed to his defending command. Cassy nerve buckled the man's torso a chisel statue like mound his arms almost as thick as her sexy toned thighs.

His command sent a chill down her spine. His cock pointed straight up big balls tight in his sack his muscled body able to snap her in two at a whim. His fine chiselled face was half in shadow as deep-piercing eyes glinted. His chest puffed out like a peacock as his ready himself for battle. What were her chances? 50/1? 100/1? She doubted even that.

"Ok, ok, " she spluttered quickly dropping the stick like it was another hot poker ready for her friends ass. "I'll do what you say, "she added in panic as he neared fists clenched both her friends howling with disbelief.

"Look!" She shouted, the frustration showing in her own tight fist hands," lets just fucking do what he wants." The man smiled in approval as his impressive mass came within a few inches of her. She gulped at his cock, which was now tapping her blouse tummy.

"Please, " she added standing waiting for instruction," just when your finished remember we just want to get out of here."

He looked down impassively before turning back to the worktable one hand on his stiff bulbous cock the other stroking down the spine to rump of the redheaded Diora. He was back in control.

"Enough talking Yankee pony," he said in a dismissive voice not even turning his head from his table bound captive. "Time to take your clothes off and come kneel down here." As he waited for her response he glided over Diora's back and made soothing noises as if he was admiring his favourite livestock.

With final grunts of frustration from Keeley and Diora, Cassy slowly undid her blouse then slipped it from her shoulder. The stunning woman's arms reach back around unzipping her grey skirt the material pooling around her heels. Then she pushed her tiny briefs over her porcelain rear slightly bending her long waxed legs until she was a naked alabaster goddess tits as firm as fruits heels legs and hips like the curved strokes of a flowing artists brush. Her blonde main framed her blue innocent eyes her spectacles still on like some naughty fake teacher at a jocks 21st birthday party.

He beckoned her closer then pointed for her to the side of him.

Diora pushed back the man pressing on her shoulder blades with his free hand the other one now pressing Cassandra's shoulder making her kneel at his side. Now he had the hourglass teen like his favourite dog waiting patiently at her master's side

The angry stunner looked over to Keeley the girl watching the scene from her own private corner. She could see the undertaker at her shoulder feel his presence near her exposed rear. He was talking quietly to the kneeling girl gently coaxing her to his demands. She was whining but obeying her beautiful full-lipped mouth opening to swallow the thick rampant cock.

Cassandra's body was wriggling and tensing her hands up in pitiful objection the man feeding his cock down her throat.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm" She gagged his big cock head on her tongue; then pushing deeper, her sweet lips around the foreskin pushing it back trying to reduce the thrust.

"Yes I know its big," he said sympathetically holding his cock at the base guiding it more into her cheek making her puff up like a chipmunk. The sexy babes expression said it all as another inch managed to get past her lips. "Just take your time," he advised.

Cassandra obeyed.

"Good pony, more spittle," he groaned, then his hips gave two or three controlled jerks, fucking into her face, his hand on her head Cassy struggling to gobble and breathe at the same time. He held the back of her head pulling her onto him as he increased his speed short upward jerks each one being accompanied by a muffled gag.

"Cough!" she finally gave a resonant splutter, saliva dripping from his shaft as he withdrew turning his hips and pushing his wet rod up against Diora rear.

"Now you hot college bitch," he announced with some satisfaction, "time to get up inside you."

His cock tip opened her labia pressing for entry.

"I will give you a good fucking, you wont be disappointed."

The red head in the cowboy boots rattled her table wrist manacles gritting her teeth as his cock slid up her pussy from behind.

"Ohhh fuck you bastard uggggg!"" He jerked his hips her feet almost lifting his rod thrusting up her hole lubricated by her best friends spittle. He gave a satisfied grunt his balls swinging with the thrust slapping against her clit. One, two, three, four hard upward fucks.

He withdrew pushing his cock back towards the horrified Cassy. She had no option but to open and swallow again this time a hint of revulsion in her gagging slurping noises. The taste was more potent.

" Pony, suck all your friends naughty love juice off. She's wetting up nicely."

Keeley could see his alternating game. First a few hard deep strokes up Diora, then pulling out to re-lubricate; pumping for a few moments into Cassy's dripping mouth then back to Diora. The red head had stopped trying to buck or kick, he'd told her she'd be getting the bellows up her pussy if she didn't start behaving and, "let him get on with fucking her big titted brains out."

"Good girls," he gasped pulling once again from his blonde sucker and thrusting up the now complaint Diora. This time he remained a little longer getting his hands around her waist one gripping ripe tits holding her in place as he made more of a fucking rhythm.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Diora now couldn't stop from groaning with this continue assault. Up until then she had gritted her teeth. But with his big hips banging up at a rate of knots her tits flapped up and down the fleshy globes slapping together as he pumped her with vengeance.

"Yes, yes take it up inside American slut," he growled his hands tight on her waist allowing her own motion to agitate and bounce her breasts. As he increased his motion she yelped fingers biting the table the upward motion of her melons slapping herself in the chin.

"Aw, aw, aw, aw" She squealed arching her back his steel hard cock now like he was trying to lift her up onto some impaling stake. Her body was tense her thigh rock solid long legs rigid like bronze as she looked to the ceiling for some divine help.

The sensation was deep and heated. The cock was invading at will, his hands all over her nipples, his tongue licking her neck. The heat of the cellar made her a runny mess of sweat. The noise of his flesh slapping hers added to the feeling of revulsion but dark sexual pleasure. She knew full well why she stopped at the side of the road in the first place, that strong barrel chest, chiselled deep eye sockets, that swarthy unshaven demure. But this is not how she'd imagined their first time might be like together.

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nother good day. The sun was shining brightly. Not a cloud in the sky, and very warm. So why was I so unhappy? A few reasons, actually. One being quite obvious. My husband of twenty-four years ran off with another woman. That didn't help. I'm suffering from empty nest syndrome as well. No, not both my c***dren have left. My oldest is in-between his sophomore and Junior year at college. But this summer he took an internship in Denver. That left me and my other c***d Carla here all alone in our...

1 year ago
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Roadtrip fun

I was recently taking a business related road trip between two cities in the US. It was about a 6 hour drive so I asked my girlfriend to come with me, knowing that we sometimes fool around on the road which makes things much funner. About an hour into the drive, my girlfriend and I started talking about a specific topic that we usually disagree on and things took a turn for the worse and we fought for about an hour. This disappointed me very much because with that fight any chance of me getting...

1 year ago
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Porn Star Roadtrip with OHGirl Velvet and Denise

I spent the week finishing my work demands and packing my things for the road. I’d be staying at a hotel with my mom and grandma as we traveled and that included while we were in LA, my hometown. My boyfriend, Ryan, and I had a great round of sex before I stopped to visit my dad and siblings to let him know about my new gig. He had kept up with me via texting, so he knew the story, but it had been a while since I had been home. I spent the evening visiting and then drove back into the city to...

1 year ago
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Roadtrip with my sister

Vacations; they were supposed to be fun and relaxing in theory. And they usually were once we got wherever we were going, but dad never seemed to understand the idea of having fun along the way. It was all about getting where we were going on schedule and we could relax once we arrived.This year was a bit different than any previous holiday with my family. Instead of being stuck in the backseat with my sister while the landscape rolled past for hours on end, we had taken two vehicles and Kylie...

1 year ago
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Roadtrip Part 1

His name is Draigen. He’s the one who guides me sexually to each and every climax. He speaks to me when I shut down the computer. His voice is like silk chocolate; warm and inviting. I feel his gaze as it travels down my body; it gently caresses me, causing goose bumps to rise. I shiver and his smile grows. From his pocket he pulls out my collar, and I kneel automatically in front of him, so he can clasp it around my neck. I hear the familiar click and his hands linger on my shoulders a few...

Exhibitionism
3 years ago
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Roadtrip

I suggest to John that we go on a road trip to where ever. I go into our bedroom and pack a bag, just in case we decide to stay somewhere. I had bought a new butt plug and had inserted it deep into my tight ass. John comes in to add something to the bag and doesn't tell me what it is. He grabbed the clothes that was laying next to the bag and tells me to hurry it up. I yelled out telling him I will be ready in a couple of minutes.I finished putting on my mini skirt, a white button down shirt...

1 year ago
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OHGIRL Philly Roadtrip

I returned to work and to seeing my clients when I got back from Jamaica, but after about 3 or 4 weeks of very rarely seeing Mikey, I began spending more of my free time with Shawn again. He decided to take me on a vacation of his own and we drove in my car to the neighborhood in which he was raised, Philadelphia. His family still lived in the d**g infested part of town and we spent most of our time lying around the ramshackle housing project in which his cousin Jeffrey lived. Jeffrey was the...

3 years ago
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The Roadtrip

Here's a little something I came up with while I was on my way home from a trip to Texas. All characters are at least 18 years of age. “No! Your parents will see us!” She pleaded as I ran my hand up her thigh, dangerously close to her silk-covered pussy. “It’ll be fine, baby. The middle seat will give us plenty of cover. They won’t even know what’s going on back here unless you give it away,” I replied, running my pinky over the flimsy material that covered her pussy. “Baby, no…” she warned,...

Reluctance
2 years ago
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Tucks American Roadtrip The Return

PART SIXLAX (Los Angeles International Airport)Tuck was standing several feet from the airline ticket counter arguing over who is the best quarterback in the NFL with Chuck, while Reggie Tharpe wearing his embarrassingly tacky bright Hawaiian shirt, negotiated with the ticket agent lady. It was obvious Reggie was having a hard time understanding the lady’s foreign accent.Finally, they noticed the ticket lady pass Reggie their three boarding passes. “That Reggie has no patience with foreigners,”...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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Suhana Safar The Roadtrip

I have always had a crush towards my cousin sis, B, who is 19 years of age as of now. She’s very cute, just like a doll, stands at 5 feet, and a bit chubby. We are just 6 years apart in age, and we always have had a very good relationship, just like friends. I have tried many times to seduce her, but she never encourages me, so I never try too hard, just because that I don’t want her to force anything to her. She’s really very close to my heart. Last year B finished her high school, and got...

Incest
3 years ago
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Tucks American Roadtrip Arizona Pornography

Part Four -Tuck was driving southwest making his way back to Interstate 10 and replaying the previous night’s sexual adventure with his friend’s identical twin sisters, Peggy and Maggie. Of course his raw asshole kept those two girls on his mind. Tuck could not believe that they had put a dildo inside his ass and furthermore that he actually enjoyed the sordid kinky affair.Tuck had been driving for quite awhile and had long passed over into Arizona. He just could not believe the long lonely...

Group Sex
2 years ago
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Tinder Tragedy 8211 Part 2 On A Roadtrip To Nepal

This is an experience from my friend Karan. He had been on a road trip to Nepal for some soul-searching adventures. The below story is presented from his POV. Hi readers, this is Karan Mehta, a traveler, and explorer. I like to call myself a sexplorer. I visit different places and try to hook up with the local ladies. This gives me the local taste and also fulfills my burning desires. I am always traveling on a budget. So hooking up with the locals gives me a free space to stay with food and...

1 year ago
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Tinder Tragedy 8211 Part 2 On A Roadtrip To Nepal

This is an experience from my friend Karan. He had been on a road trip to Nepal for some soul-searching adventures. The below story is presented from his POV. Hi readers, this is Karan Mehta, a traveler, and explorer. I like to call myself a sexplorer. I visit different places and try to hook up with the local ladies. This gives me the local taste and also fulfills my burning desires. I am always traveling on a budget. So hooking up with the locals gives me a free space to stay with food and...

4 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 2

“Are you listening to me!” she was a tad peeved. She had been going on and on and on about ... who knows what? ... background chatter in the universe ... legal shit ... Lawyers! “No,” I said, “I’m busy.” “You’re driving! How busy can that be?” I knew how to shut her up, “If you must know ... I’m talking to the voices in my head.” If she could get any farther away she would be outside hanging on to the mirror ... or not. “Look, you guys can handle Karen ... can’t you?”

2 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 3

I thumped the side of my head, “Steel trap ... my mind is a steel trap.” “Cease and desist ... What house?” “Karen built a shack on my land?” “How did that happen?” A different voice,

1 year ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 4

If I were a car, and I had brakes, and the contact points between shoe and drum were worn to metal to metal ... my shoes would have screeched to a stop. As it was my lower body stopped but my head bent forward and banged the half open bathroom door ... the wench had left it open. This was no emergency ... she had a purpose and an intent and planned for it. WHACK “OW!” THUD

1 year ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 5

Not that connecting with the police was expedient. No. This was a country CLUB ... Members and their Guests ONLY ... exceptions must be cleared by the council. The cops objected when the ambulance was waved through but they ... the minions of the law ... were kept out while the council sorted. It was soon handled. Wendy, decently dressed, picked up the phone and explained. If explained is the correct word. Another 911 dispatcher might not have been so understanding ... but this one was a...

3 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 6

Wanna talk about a wake up call? This was NOT your standard buzz or ring ring. It soon the nurse said the words. Wendy peeked around the door. God ... she’s cute. Beautiful even. Sigh. “I want to know what you had to do with this,” I said ... and it wasn’t a question. “Who? Me?” Wendy said. “Who, you what? I wasn’t talking to you ... I was talking to You Know Who.” “I do? ... I do,” she said. “Butt out Wendy ... I’m talking to them,” I said. It was an...

2 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 7

Just so you know, I’m as red blooded and testosterone driven as any not quite 30 year old man ... and thirty is coming so ... I guess I need to prove something ... I don’t know what it is ... but as soon as I know, I’ll let you know ... probably by the HOWL! I played nice ... they said my concussion was cured and let me out. The centerfold was there to pick me up and take me to her crib. Her daddy wanted to shake my hand. I wished I’d driven another way that day. Heroes don’t know they are...

3 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 8

“How about a Ninety Day Free Trial?” I asked. “If it doesn’t work out...” “You keep out of this!” Her dad said, “I didn’t say nothing.” Hmm. Wendy was in shock. “No!” she said. “It’s all or nothing.” “That’s easy,” I shook Dad’s hand, “‘Bye.” I knew I couldn’t stay in Denver. I didn’t want the girls. They didn’t want me ... not the way I wanted ... and I missed home. Did I ever tell you about Lewistown’s airport? Aviation Magazine has this to say about the...

3 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 9

“So what do I do?” “Give up?” I could see the capital A in my head. “Where should I go?” “Ranchester?” “NO!” A chuckle or a giggle in ones brain tickles. The belly laugh almost ran me off the road. I gassed up, ran my list ... filed for SHR (Sheridan County Airport), chatted...

2 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 10

Since 1919, Sheridan has provided space for aviation ... Aviation Field, a grass strip, became Municipal Field and that became Sheridan County Airport, a full service commercial venture. In 1980, it was a going concern. Flights to Gillette, Casper, Cheyenne and Denver carried passengers daily. Handley Page British-made Century lll turbo-prop aircraft operated by Sheridan based Air U.S. departed Sheridan County regularly. Flights featured a snack, Jolly Ranchers candy from a bulk box and...

1 year ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 11

Yes! Her! And she SAW me! Shit fuzzy and fall back in it! Through the double pane glass ... even over the throb of the turbo prop on the other side of the plane, I heard her screech. “David!” Wendy said, “You came!” She took off running, burst through the door ... and knocked me flat on my back... “How did you know I was coming?” The kisses were spaced between the words so unless you knew what she was going to say before she said it ... it wasn’t going to make a bit of sense. I...

1 year ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 12

I knew about the trailer. I understood the need for the ugly green General Steel building. Did she have to go Avocado? The damn thing looks like a huge 1970’s refrigerator. Pulling down the driveway, ... nice drive ... pea gravel ... feels rolled and compacted ... when did she do this? Wendy going nuts over the tipis in the yard ... and that’s another thing ... plural tipis? Anyway ... the house on the north side of the drive looked nice. Glancing across the pasture, I noticed the fence ......

3 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 13

Not that the sheriff stayed behind. He walked along with us. Wendy was anxious ... fidgeting ... antsy. The beat from the Avocado was catchy and had Wendy’s hips rolling. The sheriff was definitely paying too close attention to the sack of cats in her slacks. Wendy does NOT wear jeans. Summa Cum Laude Law School graduates who passed the bar on the first try do not wear jeans ... or so she said. It’s okay ... linen clings ... jeans mold ... no matter ... it’s all fine ass. “Sheriff ... your...

3 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 14

“That’s what she said,” I said. “Smart girl,” he said, enigmatically. Enigmatic, I thought. “You keep out of this,” I said. “As long as you keep it together, I plan to,” said the sheriff. Karen said, “I’m standing right here, guys.” “I’m just setting boundaries,” said the sheriff. “Whose boundaries?” asked Wendy. “Hairy’s limits.” “And?” said Wendy. “Unless and until you have decided you were out of bounds tricking him like you did, you’re...

3 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 15

The dirty rat left me. When practice was over and the place was clearing out ... the sheriff LEFT me. Things might have not been quite so bad but the women stayed ... all five of ‘em ... and Sally. Bobby and Tommy made arrangements to meet Karen and Sally at Seven o’clock to set up at the Oasis Lounge in the Holiday Inn Thursday. They played Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday nights until close. Tuesdays and Wednesdays off. Wednesdays were new stuff practice. Although once a...

1 year ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 17

Thank God ... in 1980 Gibson guitars were in a slump on popularity. Changes in ownership brought on a decline in quality, workmanship and materials. Because of that I bought a 1952 Goldtop Les Paul from Johnny for 250 bucks, with the hardshell case and three sets of strings ... half the price of a brand new model. John senior was happy, Johnny was mostly pleased ... I was ecstatic. The puppy was pretty happy too. Now, I had to figure out how to play the damn thing. I’d been nylon strings and...

3 years ago
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Hairy RoadtripChapter 18

The men started bidding ... as a lot and as individuals. The women were NOT pleased. Finally Karen, as the “local” started to grin, chuckle and got in on the bidding. This turn of events shocked the guys. Then I started to laugh. I ALMOST considered complaining about the high prices for used merchandise ... and we all know where THAT would lead ... sleeping in the bunkhouse with the smelly cats. Once was enough ... a surfeit of skunks was two too many. I kept my mouth shut. From the looks...

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