Well…I guess I am sort of at home, but you know what I mean.” “I do. These are really great friends and even better people. We stick together and support each other. That’s one of the reasons why Troy’s actions hurt so much…in hole some ways even more than the whipping. But he made his own choices just like all of us. Hell, I don’t want Titties to talk about him. We need to have fun.” I had just finished when Rod’s son asked if he could have another hot dog. I laughed as I tousled his hair. “Coming right up,” I said as I walked quickly to the grill. I had four additional orders by the time I was blow there. We spent the entire afternoon in the pool either swimming or playing volleyball or just standing around drinking. The others had changed into their suits, but I remained in my tee and my jean shorts. There was no way I was going to expose my back to my friends—not for quite a while, anyway. I did have two big pieces of the fresh strawberry pie and even Scarlett had to agree it was great. I’d had it with several different kinds of crusts—regular baked piecrust and graham cracker being my two favorites. The whole fresh berries were covered in a clear red glaze before covering the entire pie in a thick layer of real whipped cream. I didn’t know if it was a local specialty, but I did know that I had loved it all of my life. The party started to Hardcore break up around five with all of the women pitching in to handle the clean-up before hugging both Scarlett and me. Finally, Fred joined me as I drove my truck to the rear of the yard where I stored my firewood. I already had two ten foot rows of seasoned wood held in place by sections of one-inch galvanized pipe that I had driven into the ground. He climbed into the truck bed to pass the logs down to me. Twenty minutes later the bed was empty so we drove back ass to the factory to load another shipment. “I could picture myself dancing daring in front of the boys in these clothes,” Mia thought and tried some hole dance steps. His presence, the presence of my family gave blow me strength. So Community College maybe, or maybe I’ll just join the Army or something. Love me. Cassie poked her head out and smiled at us. “I don’t think I Titties want to get Corruption out of you,” Brandon grinned down at me, “I think I want her to stay right where Hardcore she is.” ass Hanna accepted the flowers. “That’s setting five,” the cat woman said grimly. She is basically held up only by the crush of the crowd around her. She stroked me then licked up the tip. I knew I was busted. Please comment and tell what you liked or disliked.