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CABBAGE PATCH COWBOY CHAPTER 14 By Waddie Greywolf



Waddie got a tear in his eye when Bubba drove away. Earl D. took his
hand and squatted down to talk to him.

"Hey, hey, Cowboy, he'll be back this evening. I know you're thinkin'
it's gonna' be hard telling him goodbye tomorrow but he'll be back before
you know it. We love him, too. Next to our dad he's number one in our
lives. He's our brother, same's you, now. C'mon, let's go buy you some
clothes."

Earl D. and Billy Bob had an old pickemup truck that belonged to Bubba.
He gave it to them to travel back and forth to school. It was in pretty
fair shape. The boys kept it in top running condition. It was what Waddie
referred to as a 'shit kicker truck.' All 'shit kicker pickemuptrucks' have
cattle racks on the back and a protective metal grill over the back window.
Waddie loved old trucks and he knew he was going to love the two
outstandingly good looking men he was sitting between. His dick hadn't
gotten soft since he saw them bound down the front steps of Mrs. York's
place.

They got to the 'Hitch'n Post' and introduced Waddie to the owner. His
name was Gil Saunders. He hugged and kissed the two men and turned his
attention to Waddie.

"We brought you a good'un this time, Gil. Y'ain't never gonna' guess
who his aunt is?" Billy Bob crowed.

"You guys wait here for a minute. I'll be right back." instructed Gil
Saunders. He disappeared into his workshop in the back. He returned with
three photos and handed them to Waddie. There were two close up photos and
one full photo of Waddie and Gip at a rodeo wearing their favorite black,
white and red rodeo chaps Uncle Enid gave them for Christmas a couple of
years ago.

"That you and your brother, Gip, young man?" Gil ask smiling.

"That 'ud be us, Sir." confirmed Waddie.

"You Waddie Lovejoy, Son?" asked Gil. Billy Bob's face fell like a
final curtain.

"Yes, Sir, Mr. Saunders, That ud' be me."

"Just hung up the phone from talking with your Uncle Enid as you walked
in the door. I have to call her back. I promised her I would. Gimme' a'
hug, young'un. She's worried sick about you but seeing who you're with,
she ain't got a care in the world. By the way, you and your brother like
them bat wing chaps I made for you a couple of Christmas's ago?"

"You made those, Mr. Saunders? We love 'em. That's our favorite,
lucky pair of rodeo chaps. We won't ride, less'n we're wearing 'em. I
shit chu' not, Sir."

"That's wonderful. I enjoyed making them. Got more pictures in the
back of you and Gip at a rodeo wearing 'em. That, Gentlemen, is how I
recognized the young man. You come for some duds, Youngster?'

"Yes, Sir. Basic stuff; jeans, sock, shirts."



"Let me call Enid real quick and I'll get back to you. By the way, Son,
just call me Gil. You've shown me proper respect. Now I know you have
manners, call me Gil. You two will still refer to me as Mr. Saunders."
said Gil as he broke up laughing at Earl D. and Billy Bob. They followed
him back. They wanted to see the photos of Waddie and Gip in their rodeo
chaps. Waddie did, too, he didn't remember seeing them.

"Hello"-- "Guess what? He just walked in the front door with two of the
biggest, meanest, ugliest som'bitches north of the Pecos."-- "The Crenshaw
brothers."-- "Who were we just talking about?"-- "I certainly have not!
He's standing right here, inside my store. I recognized him from his photo
you gave me."-- "Yes, your nephew!" The three men could hear Uncle Enid's
yell all the way across the back room of the store.

"She wants to talk with you, Son. She don't believe me." said Gil
disgustedly.

"Uncle Enid, it's Waddie."

"Goddamn, Saints be praised, it is you, Son. How the fuck are you,
Darlin'?"

"I be just fine, Uncle Enid. I had to run away from home. My dad went
nuts. He almost killed me, Uncle Enid. My angel told me to go, to run
away and I did. No one back home knows where I am. My angel don't want
them to know for a while. I have to stay away for some reason. I guess
it's to protect me from my dad. I can't go back to living with him. I
won't go back to living with him, Uncle Enid. I'm sick and tired of being
beaten for something I didn't do. Maybe you've all ready heard about it."

"Yes, I did, Son. Dan called me immediately. We've all been so worried
but I told Buck, 'I know that kid well enough to know he's being taken care
of by good people.' They wanted everyone to know in case you called and not
to be worried. It's hard not to worry when we all love you so much. You
couldn't be doing to damn bad with those two beautiful men you got on your
arm. They're a couple of fine looking cowboys. Many's the men who'd sell
their fuck'n grandma into slavery for one night between them two ole boys,
I'll tell ya'"

"I'm just a' praying they know how to knock boots, Uncle Enid." The
three other men didn't hear what Waddie told Enid but they could hear her
laugh loud and clear.

"I'm sure of it, Cowboy. You may be a little young for their taste but
then again, I've seen you in action, Sweet baby, and you've surprised the
shit out of this old lady; that's fer damn sure. You call Agatha yet,
Darlin'?"

"No, Ma'am. I was gonna' ask Bubba if'n I could call her tonight and
pay the phone charges to the lady I'm staying with. I was gonna' call you
tonight, too. I didn't want you worrying about me."

"Is that old Bubba Franz? He still driving that old plum colored
Peterbuilt?"

"Yes, 'um! You know Bubba?"

"Oh, hell, yes! He probably don't remember me. I was running buddy
with an old lady trucker for about a year and a half. I met him several
times. Ask him if he remembers old lady Mother Trucker and her running
buddy, Moon Shine. You couldn't be with better people, Waddie. That man,
Bubba, is one hell of a fine man. That man walks with God, Son. I've been
in touch with Agatha to see if she's heard from you. Can I tell her I've
heard from you and you're gonna' call her tonight."

"Sure, I know I can trust you not to give away where I am right now.
You can tell Aunt Agatha. She's okay. She's Gip and my buddy, just like
you are, Uncle Enid." Enid was quiet on the other end of the line. She
almost lost it for a minute. The kid could toss off the most loving
comment as if it were simply accepted fact.

"I can't go home until my angel, Mr. Urial, says so. I don't want to
put the temptation in front of Uncle Buck or Dad Dan to come get me. It
ain't time yet, Uncle Enid. Let me give you the phone number where I'm
staying and you can pass it on to Aunt Agatha if you would? I'd appreciate
it."

"You know I will, Son. I love you as much as the rest of 'em and I know
Agatha worships you and Gip. What's the number?"

Waddie hollered at Earl D. and Billy Bob. "Mr. Crenshaw's, what's the
phone number to Mrs. York's place. Will she let me take a call there this
evening?"

"Sure. She has separate phones for the upstairs and downstairs." Earl
D. gave Waddie the upstairs number and he repeated it to Uncle Enid.
Waddie got the address from Earl D. and gave it to Uncle Enid. Enid was
living in Austin at the time.

"I know I don't have to ask you not to tell the folks back home my
whereabouts. You can tell 'em you know the people I'm with and you think
they're good folks. Maybe that'll help put Uncle Buck and Dad Dan's hearts
to rest a bit."

"I promise I'll do that, Waddie. Of course I won't tell a soul but
Agatha. She's a sweet lady and I've come to be quite fond of her. Not
that way, youngster. She's been a good friend. I may drop over to see you
one day next week but I'll call first and make sure you're gonna' be
there."

"I'd like that, Uncle Enid. I'll introduce you to my new brothers.
Damn, they be fine looking men, Uncle Enid." Again Enid laughed at her
nephew's candor. "It's good to hear your voice, Uncle Enid, and you know I
love you."

"Awwhh, Sweet baby, you know your old Uncle Enid loves you, too. Now,
do me a favor and put that no good son of a bitch, Gil, back on the phone."
Waddie hollered for Gil.

"Uncle Enid would like to talk with you again, Sir." Waddie told him as
he handed Gil the phone and walked over to Earl D. and Billy Bob. They
pointed out ten different pictures of Waddie and Gip in their white and
red, bat wing, rodeo chaps. They were hot pictures. Waddie's dick got
hard when he saw the handsome, knock out, cowboy standing next to him in
the pictures. His brother never failed to get his dick roaring hard. He
started adjusting it and the two brothers caught him. They laughed their
ass's off.

"I'm sorry guys. It's just every time I see a picture of my cowboy
brother my dick gets hard." They broke up again laughing at Waddie's
honesty. Then he looked at them and they were hard, too. It was Waddie's
turn to laugh.

"We been standing here talking about what fine, good looking, young
cowboys you two make. Makes my dick hard. How 'bout you, Brother?"

"All you have to do is look. That things been trying to get out of
there for the last fifteen minutes." They laughed again.

Gil was on the phone a good while with Uncle Enid and the men went back
out to the store to look around. Waddie wanted to see if they had boot cut
jeans in his size. He found three pair and set them on the counter. He
found some nice socks and selected five pair. He found some inexpensive
white cotton t-shirts. He selected five of those. Waddie picked out three
really pretty Western shirts. He found a nice straw hat for summer. His
buddies liked that and urged him to get it.

Gil came back into the store and smiled like the Cheshire cat. He had a
legal pad of notes from Uncle Enid.

"Okay, let's see now. You've all ready picked out some stuff. You have
to pick two more pair of jeans, Waddie. Uncle Enid's orders, Son. We
don't say 'no' to Uncle Enid. I learned the hard way, trust me. You have
three nice western shirts. You've got two more to pick out. Don't be shy,
Waddie, she's picking up the tab for all this.

By the way, you two, go pick out any pair of Justin boots you want,
they're a gift from Enid to make sure you take damn good care of her
nephew. Said she'd personally kick your butts if'n you didn't." Billy Bob
and Earl D. hooted with laughter and were stunned that she would be that
generous. They hit the boot rack immediately.

"She told me to send a pair to a Mr. Bubba Franz with you, Waddie. Do
you know his size?"

"Sure do, Gil. He told me his size was fourteen triple E. I looked in
one to see if it really was that big. It was. I also sniffed it when he
weren't looking." Waddie said quietly with the back of his hand to his
mouth. Gil roared with laughter.

"Done the same thing myself, youngster. Still do, every damn chance I
get. You never out grow it, Waddie. It'll be with you for life. You just
have to adjust and learn to live with it." Waddie and Gil broke into gales
of laughter. "Oh, by the way, Son, she wants you to pick out a nice pair
of boots for yourself to wear when you go to Dallas to visit your aunt."

"You sure about all this, Gil? I feel awful funny. I love my Uncle
Enid but damn, "

"I know, Waddie, but she's that way. She overwhelms everybody. Honey,
she's become the second wealthiest woman in the state of Texas. She can
afford to be generous to her nephew who had a bit of a bad time. You're
lucky, Waddie, you and your brother, Gip, have such a wonderful woman for
an aunt. I know her well enough to know she'd be hurt if you didn't accept
her help. You're in a tight place, right now, and she wants to help. Let
her, Son.

She's trying to do her part and it's her way of telling you she's so
damn sorry for the way your dad treated you. She'd go break him in two
herself if your Uncle Buck would let her. Damn, she loves that man. Talks
about him, you, Dan, Gip, Don, Lyle, Quinton, Clyde and Oatie. Now that's
one kid I'd love to meet sometime. I've heard stories."

"Every damn one of 'em's true, Gil. Oatie's a handful."

Waddie picked out the rest of the clothes Uncle Enid wanted him to have
and a nice felt hat she told Gil he could buy. He chose two nice western
belts with large belt buckles. He picked out a beautiful pair of boots for
himself and picked out a pair he knew Bubba would like; size fourteen
triple E. Waddie's whole head would fit inside one of the boots. The boys
agreed with Waddie's selection. Bubba would love those boots. The
Crenshaw men picked out two beautiful pair as well and were as giddy as
school boys. Hell, they were school boys.

They got everything together and Waddie signed his name to all the sales
slips to show the stuff was received. He signed for Bubba's boots and Earl
D. and Billy Bob signed for theirs. They all hugged, kissed Gil and
promised to come back to see him. He treated them nice and was gracious.
Waddie liked the man. He shook his hand and thanked him sincerely. Gil
was impressed with Waddie's maturity.

The men threw their stuff in the back of the truck and drove back to
Mrs. York's. They didn't realize it was so late. They'd been in the store
four hours or better. Bubba's truck was all ready there. Waddie was
thrilled at the sight of Bubba's truck.

"Will you throw cold water on this one, Brother?" laughed Billy Bob.

"You're one to talk, Brother, I seen you sneaking them glances at that
big man's jeans." Earl D. laughed as he parked the truck. Bubba was
sitting on the porch with Mrs. York enjoying a big glass of ice tea. He
didn't look too stressed.

"My God, did ju' men buy the whole damn store?"

"He had few things left but we're going back tomorrow for the rest."
Billy Bob shot back at Bubba. Bubba just roared with laughter.

"Y'ain't gonna' believe what we have to tell ya,' Big Brother." Earl D.
smiled at Bubba.

"If it concerns this one," Bubba nodded toward Waddie, "I'd believe any
damn thing you told me. I've seen what he can do, and it's frightened this
old pilgrim, I'll tell ya'"

"We didn't pay a penny for all these clothes." stated Billy Bob.

"Did the cops get your license number as ya'll drove away?" Bubba
laughed.

"We didn't steal 'em neither. An old truck'n friend of your's bought
'em for us. She was Mother Trucker's running buddy, Moon Shine." said
Billy Bob.

"You're lying like a damn railroad track! How could ju' lie like that
to your big brother? Are they lying to me, Waddie?"

"Naw, Sir. They be telling the truth. You just don't remember or maybe
never knew Moon Shine's real name was Enid Justin."

"Son of a bitch! Excuse me, Mrs. York, I apologize, Ma'am."

"No need! Been around men who used worse language than that. Feel
free, you won't bother me. Only around the table I expect decent language.
Anywhere else, hold forth."

"Moon Shine was Enid Justin? Your Uncle Enid, Waddie?'

"Same lady, Big Man." Waddie handed Bubba a big paper bag with a box
inside.

"I talked with her on the phone at Gil's store. He's close friends with
her. She said for me to pick these out for you, Bear Man." Bubba's mouth
dropped open before he even looked inside the package. He put his hand in,
pulled out the box, saw the Nacona boot logo, opened the box and saw the
pair of boots Waddie picked out for him. The big man lost it right there
on the porch. He pulled Waddie to him, hugged and kissed him.

"Who's taking care of whom around here, little Man. Last night you buy
me a big steak dinner with your stories. You go shopping with these
yahoos, your Uncle Enid drops out of the blue and sends you home with a
beautiful pair of expensive boots for me,--? You're one hell of a running
buddy, Waddie. Glad to call you my buddy, Sweet baby. These are exactly
the boots I was a' looking at about a month ago when I wanted a nice pair
but money got tight. I put that idea on a shelf for later. Now, look, can
you guys believe this?"

"What are you talking about, we got new boots, too, look!" The brothers
showed Bubba and Mrs. York their new boots and Bubba just shook his head.
Mrs. York excused herself to finish dinner and said she'd ring the dinner
bell in about thirty minutes for them to wash up.

Bubba looked Waddie in the eyes and spoke gently. "Don't you even say
'no' to old Bubba tonight. Understand, Sweet baby?" Waddie looked down at
his old boots and back up to Bubba's eyes and smiled.

"I understand, Sir. I love you, Bubba!" said Waddie quietly. Bubba
grabbed the boy and held him tight.

"My love for you grows by the hour, Waddie. I can't think of nothing
else but you, Sweetheart. C' mon, lets take your stuff up to your room and
start putting it away."

The men were cleaned up when Mrs. York rang the dinner bell. They went
down to dinner. They were the only four men there that evening. Even the
graduate student left and went home for the weekend. Just as well. Mrs.
York was in the mood to cook one of her favorites, sauerbraten. A pork
roast marinated in vinegar, red wine, and spices then seared on a high heat
for several hours.

It was heaven. Waddie never tasted anything so good. Bubba had it
before because his ma, Dora Franz was a good German lady. The Crenshaw
boys had eaten it because Mrs. York fixed it before. There was never a
tiny piece left. There wasn't that night either. The four men couldn't
get enough. Mrs. York was pleased her cooking was enjoyed. She loved to
cook and her rooming house was her calling.

They were having dessert and coffee when the upstairs phone rang. The
Crenshaw boys told Waddie to run answer it because it was probably for him.
They weren't expecting any calls. Sure enough Waddie was thrilled to hear
his Auntie Boo on the other end of the line.

"Auntie Boo, it's so good to hear your voice. You know I talked with
Uncle Enid earlier this afternoon and asked her to give you the address and
phone number of the room and board place I'm staying at here in Austin.
How are you, Auntie Boo?"

"I'm fit and fine, Young Man. Thank you for asking but I want to know
how you are?"

"I'm much better now that I've heard your voice, Auntie Boo. I was
pretty bad for a couple of days. My dad, Morgan, almost killed me. He
went nuts and Mr. Urial told me to run, to get away. It wasn't safe for
me to be there right now and won't be for a while. I have to stay away
until Mr. Urial tells me it's safe to go home. I can't and won't go back
to living with Morgan Lovejoy and those awful people again.

Mr. Urial told Uncle Buck I was to live with Dad Dan, Gip and Momma Sue
until Aunt Linda finds out she ain't my aunt. She told Momma Sue about
giving her baby away and the birthmark. When I went missing Dad Dan was
talking to Momma Sue about identifying marks on my body and mentioned the
wine colored cowboy boot on my right leg.

Well, like you, she put two and two together and Dad Dan figured it out
after Uncle Buck learned that I wasn't Morgan's kid. Morgan hadn't been
honest with his brother about me. Mr. Urial appeared to Gip and Dad Dan
to tell Gip to be honest with his parents. They wouldn't tell. Besides
the time is near, Auntie Boo, I just feel it."

"I concur, Sweetheart. I've had a visit from him, too. He's instructed
me to do several things that I've accomplished. I never thought I was
capable of doing what I did but he gave me the strength and courage of a
lioness. Are you going to be able to get up here to Dallas for your visit
the last week of June?"

"I don't see why not, Auntie Boo. I could hop on a bus here as well as
I could from home. You think my brother might want to be with me?"

"Of course, he would. You leave that to Auntie Boo. I'll get him a
ticket in the mail tomorrow and I can send you one, too."

"No, no. Not this time, Auntie Boo. I have money to pay for my own
ticket. Some truck drivers took up a collection for me and I have enough
money. So let me buy my own ticket to show you I want to come see you not
just because you send me a ticket. I love you, Auntie Boo. You've been
Gip and my rock through this craziness and I know you'll continue to be."

"Then I won't send your brother a ticket until I've heard from you about
arrival time." Agatha allowed.

"That'll be fine. I'll check with the bus company this week and give
you a call or have the information ready for you the next time you call."
Waddie said.

"Oh, Waddie, I do so love the two of you boys. I almost couldn't
imagined having one of you here without the other. I've only been doing
for you what I was instructed to do, my dear young man; however, you and
your brother's love has made my job much more than just a task, it's become
a labor of love."

"Uncle Enid bought me a bunch of clothes today, Auntie Boo. She's been
so good to me and Gip. I went into a store to buy a couple of necessary
things and walked out with half the store. I could never repay her or you
for your love and kindness to me."

"What are you talking about, Son. You've all ready paid us back. Your
love is quite enough for us; for all us grownups. You're a major part of a
number of people's lives. I've received several calls from Dr. Dyer
asking if I'd heard from you. May I tell him I have?"

"Oh, sure, Auntie Boo, and tell him I plan to call him soon. Tell him
I'm healing and there's no infection. My face is looking a lot better.
The bruises are going away fast. I'll tell him, too, when I talk to him. I
don't see why you couldn't give him my phone number here and tell him not
to give it out. It's for his use only in case of an emergency or if he
wants to check on me. What do you think, Auntie Boo?"

"That man would take your secret to his grave, Waddie. He thinks the
world of you and your brothers. Someday when you and Gip are older we'll
sit down and I'll share his letters with you. He's so proud of your
accomplishments. He looks upon the four of you as his boys.

I think that's partly because you boys have made sure he and his wife
are always included in family affairs. You and Gip are their family. They
love you with a passion. To answer your question I think it would be a
lovely idea. He wouldn't even give the sheriff your number if he d
him. That's not likely to happen with the current sheriff. Can you tell
me the folks you're staying with?"

"The Crenshaw brothers. Earl D. and Billy Bob."

"Not the Texas Longhorn Crenshaw brothers?"

"That 'ud be them, Auntie Boo."

"My word, Waddie. You be sure and get their autographs for this silly
old lady. I've been following their careers. This is too much. The
Crenshaw brothers taking care of my nephew. What won't the good Lord think
of next? Unbelievable! My girls are heart sick in love with those two
boys.



We either listen on the radio or watch every Texas U. game they
broadcast on T.V. Well, I can verify for Buck and Linda Sue not to worry
and I won't either. You're in good hands, Son. Those two boys and their
family are thought highly of all over the state." Waddie giggled that his
aunt knew of the Crenshaws and was such a fan. He learned more and more
about this wonderful little lady, his Auntie Boo, every year.

"I'd better let you go. I'll call again toward the middle of next week
and see if you have a time of arrival here in Dallas from the bus company.
I'll be there to meet you. Take care, Waddie, I love you very, very much."

"Your love has been the only thing to keep me going sometimes, Auntie
Boo. Never doubt your nephew loves you, too. Goodnight."

Waddie went back to finish his dessert. The grownups didn't dare
intrude on his privacy but were all waiting to see his reaction.

"I can't believe it. My dear, little, old Auntie Boo is a crazed, Texas
Longhorn fan and made me promise to get autographed pitchers of you two."
he said sort of disgustedly.

Billy Bob and Earl D. laughed their ass's off. Bubba thought it was
pretty funny, too.

"While you're at it, you may as well sign three more for my three
brothers. I know they'll want your pitchers."

"What about you, Cowboy?" Billy Bob asked.

"Oh God, you walked right into that one. Set 'tat boy right up,--go
fer' it, Waddie! Knock it out a' the park, Son!" laughed Bubba.



"Naw, I know what chu' two look like. Do'need no pitcher." said Waddie
with a wicked grin. Mrs. York damn near choked on her dessert. Bubba
fell out laughing and Waddie joined him. He leaned over against Bubba he
was laughing so hard at the downcast, dejected look on the two men's faces.


"Of course, silly, I'd love to have your pitchers." Mrs. York got a big
kick out of that.



The men decided to give Mrs. York a hand with the clean up. Earl D.
washed dishes, scrubbed pots and pans and Waddie dried. Billy Bob cleaned
the dinning room swept and vacuumed. Bubba grabbed the mop bucket and
mopped the entire kitchen area. They were through with everything in about
an hour. It would've taken Mrs. York several hours to finish. She was
grateful to the men for having a little time to relax.

The men sat on the front porch in the cool of the evening and Mrs. York
joined them for a while. She excused herself to get an early start to bed
and the men went to their rooms to clean up and go to bed. Waddie and
Bubba headed for the upstairs head to clean up.

Mrs. York had the upstairs bath room at the end of the hall enlarged.
She had a plumber install four toilets with modesty stalls. Four sinks and
a huge walk in tiled shower area with four spigots. She had two, one
hundred gallon hot water heaters that never ran out of hot water. It would
come out so hot you had to be careful to add cold water quickly or scald
yourself.

Earl D. and Billy Bob heard Waddie and Bubba in the shower and decided
to join them. Bubba was gently bathing Waddie's butt and he showed Earl D.
what he was particularly worried about. He explained he'd leave the
ointment he was using on Waddie with them tomorrow morning.

Bubba bought two new tubes for Waddie that afternoon. Bubba instructed
the boys, they were to put the ointment on Waddie in the morning after they
helped him clean his back side and helped him dry. Bubba told them to
repeat the procedure in the evening before he went to bed. The brothers
were intent and serious with no joking around. They asked questions and
watched. When Bubba finished and handed Waddie the wash cloth, they
stopped being serious.

"You didn't tell us there were fringe benefits to this job, Big Brother.
You mean you make that poor young man bathe that huge body of yours?"

"Bubba don't make me do nothing, Gentlemen." spoke up Waddie as he was
scrubbing his buddy's back, "I do this 'cause I love the big man and it
makes our dick's hard. See..."

Waddie turned to them with a big boner sticking straight out and Bubba
waved his at them.

"Damn, Brother, the kid's hung like a Shetland Pony. We underestimated
our Bubba once again." The brothers fell out laughing. They were really
having a good time with Bubba and Waddie. They felt like Waddie had been
their little brother since he was born. Of course they were use to their
big Bubba and could get away with murder with him. Bubba gave as good as
he got.

Bubba invited them into Waddie's bedroom to show the brothers how he
wanted the ointment applied to Waddie's butt, back and face. He was
extremely gentle with Waddie and knew the boys would be, too. The brothers
kept asking questions. They didn't want to leave but Bubba knew what they
were up to.

"Look, you're gonna' have him to yourselves for several weeks. I may
get to see him a couple of nights after tonight. Now, we told you we loved
you now get the fuck out. Go to your room. Go to bed." Bubba just howled
with laughter. The brothers were giggling as they were practically booted
out the door. Bubba closed and set the night latch on the door. He wasn't
about to be disturbed tonight. He had some major loving to give to a
certain young man and he didn't want his concentration interrupted.

"Damn, do you have that effect on every one you meet, Young'un?" Bubba
asked his buddy.

"Not every one, but the main ones. If I decide I want 'em to like me
there ain't much they can do about it. I try hard to be nice to all people
but every now and then there comes along someone special- like. You do
your damnedest to show them how you feel, please them, make them feel good
about themselves. You let them come to the conclusion on their own that
they're much happier with you around than without you. Just like I hope I
done with you, my big, handsome Grizzly bear."

"Well, if'n it were a bear trap you set, it worked." Bubba said to
Waddie, "I should take you to Alaska and have you teach them bear hunters
how to make a Grizzly fall in love with 'em, then they wouldn't have to
shoot so many. Every home could have their own, big, lovable, Grizzly bear
to play with the kids, let 'em curl up in his big arms, keep 'em warm, and
let 'em sleep secure. 'Cause they know there ain't no boogey man what's
gonna' hurt 'em s'long as their love'n Grizzly's there to protect 'em."
Bubba nodded his head for emphasis as he finished.

Waddie continued the monolog, "And then, if'n they're real lucky and
been good to their Grizzly, bathed him, brushed his fur, rubbed his tired
old back for him, bring him a new pair of boots, tell him how handsome he
looks in 'em, they just might get a little extra lovin' from their big bear
and steal a little of his honey." Waddie giggled at their monologs. Bubba
was paying rapt attention to his little buddy, nodding his head in
agreement then fell out laughing when Waddie finished.

"By the way, Big Man, you did look extra handsome in that new pair of
boots at dinner tonight. My dick stayed hard all through dinner."

"So'd mine, you scamp. I'd move my big foot around in them boots and
think about my little buddy bringing them to me and my old dick stayed
hard. I was almost afraid to get up and help after dinner. But you
remember what I told you earlier on the front porch, Cowboy. Bubba meant
that."

"I won't say 'no', Bear Man. I promise; although, I'd be perfectly
willing to just play catcher for my big Grizzly. I guess even Grizzly's
need to show someone a little love'n now and then."

"Bet your pretty little ass, Sweet baby, and it is pretty even if it's a
little under the weather right now. It will never be that way again, I
guaran-damn-tee-ya.'"

"You know a chunk of me is going with you when you leave here tomorrow,
don't you?" asked Waddie softly.

"And a big chunk of my heart's gonna' stay right here in your back
pocket, Little One. I know the good Lord knows what he's doing but when I
took on this assignment I never counted on falling in love with the man I
was gonna' try to help. Now, it's gonna' be tough to let go. But ya' know
what, Sweet baby?"

"What, Big Man?"

"Let's thank the Old Man for letting us love each other. We go
sometimes for long periods, it seems, without much steady lovin' then when
we find a little, we want to hold on to that glow, that warmth, that sense
of belonging, of being one and yet free to be individuals. We know we're
gonna' be good friends, lovers, buddies for as long as we want. We may be
separated for periods but we'll always have each other in our hearts. Then
when we get together again, it's like we weren't apart for more than
minutes. I'm like that with Red Dog and I know he is with me."

"Never thought about it that way, Bubba, but I know what 'chur talking
about 'cause I keep my brother in my heart. There's no one like him to me
on Earth and when we get back together, it's like we never were apart. It
sure is good, though, holding a loved one you haven't held for a while;
like we're holding each other right now.

I can remember sleeping with my Uncle Buck for almost a year when I was
five years old. I knew at the time he was my real dad because Mr. Urial
told me so. I couldn't tell him I knew, but I fell so in love with my own
dad. I still am but I had to give him up to my mom when they got married.
I no longer had my warm, big, cowboy buddy to count on being there during
the night if I woke up and needed to reach out for someone.

I could grab me a big ole handful of any part of my dad and he didn't
care. He'd just pull me closer, steal a kiss, tell me he loved me and I'd
drift off to peaceful sleep knowing I was protected and loved. I had to
give that up over night. I was only five going on six the next month. I
thought my heart was ripped out of my body.

I eventually went to live with them until I had to go back living with
my dad that bought me. It was hard because I wasn't old enough to
understand the love we had for each other would never change and the
intimacy and joy we shared that year will always be there between us. No
one can ever take that away.

Same with us, Big Bear. I'll always keep you in my heart. You're my
hero, you saved my life. I owe you my life, Bubba. I won't never forget
that, I promise."

"You don't owe me nothing, Sweet baby. I'm just happy as a clam in deep
water being here with your right now. Now! Are we gonna' waste our
evening together yaking our heads off or are we gonna' show each other how
much we love one another."

"I vote for the shut'n up, Big Man, kiss me."

Bubba didn't wait for Waddie to take the lead. It was all in Bubba's
hands and Waddie couldn't have been happier about it. The big man made the
sweetest love to him and he returned Bubba's love in kind. He got himself
a good bit of bear honey and surprised the both of them by shooting just a
little bit the first time Bubba took him.

Bubba proudly claimed it was the genuine article. Weren't much, just
enough to get the flavor but something happen to Waddie when he felt that
tiny bit shoot out of him. Now he knew what the grown men felt when their
sperm and ejaculate comes forth from their body. Orgasm was always
wonderful to Waddie but this was the big leagues. This was the prize.

Bubba was so proud. Proud of his little buddy and proud of himself for
being the first to receive a little of his running buddy's load. Waddie
was proud of him, too. They finished their third round and decided to have
another go at it in the morning. Bubba held his little buddy close all
night. Waddie slept soundly and peacefully.

The next morning they were at it again. Bubba managed to get a little
more out of Waddie and Waddie got him a good taste of bear honey. He
declared that was the best tasting stuff since coach Ed. They got up,
showered and Bubba applied his medicine for the last time. He left that
tube and two new ones with Waddie. They got dressed and heard the
breakfast bell ring. The Crenshaw's barely managed to throw enough clothes
on to be presentable, washed their hands and faces and walked into the
dinning area still groggy from sleep. Waddie and Bubba were bright eyed
and bushy tailed.

They finished breakfast, thanked Mrs. York, Bubba grabbed his stuff,
including his new boots, threw them in the truck, quickly said his goodbyes
so's not to get too emotional.

"I pick up a load this morning and I'm heading out to visit your folks.
I'm looking forward to that. I won't say goodbye, Waddie, just,...I love
you and we'll see each other again real soon."

"On down the road, Cowboy, on down the road. You know I love you."
Waddie hugged, kissed the big man. He climbed into the cab of the big rig,
put it in gear and was gone.

Waddie stood there for the longest time looking after him fading in the
distance and felt two big hands on his shoulder. They belonged to Earl D.
Billy Bob was right beside him.

"You'll see him again, Waddie. He loves you too much to let you go.
You love him that much, too. You'll always have each other." Earl D. was
right.



Mrs. York had a small suit case in her garage some student left behind
years ago and gave it to Waddie to pack his cloths in to go to Bandera with
the Crenshaw's. He packed what he thought he'd need for two days and maybe
church for Sunday. Clean jeans, his felt hat, a pretty western shirt,
t-shirt underneath, belt and his new boots. He packed his medications.

Waddie wore his straw hat and old boots. He was ready to go. Earl D.
and Billy Bob were all ready packed and their stuff thrown in the back of
the truck. They threw a clean tarp over the lot and tied it down so
nothing would blow out. They said goodbye to Mrs. York and told her to
expect them back Monday before noon. Neither had a class scheduled for
Monday all day.

The drive to Bandera was approximately one hundred twenty miles. The
Crenshaw boys had it down to a science. They drove the back roads and farm
roads where there wasn't much traffic and they could drive pretty fast. It
was before the days of radar and the boy riding shotgun kept a watch in his
rear view mirror to see if a county patrol car pulled in behind them. They
usually traveled during the day because most of the cops were patrolling at
night when they couldn't be detected. During the day you could spot them
and slow down.

They never got a ticket but they burned up some country farm roads. At
the speed limit it was a good two and a half hour drive to Bandera. The
boys could make it in an hour and forty-five minutes. They kept a stop
watch in the glove compartment, clicked it on when they pulled away from
the curb at Mrs. York's and clicked it off when they hit the gravel road
to their ranch.

Their best time was an hour and thirty two minutes. They decided not to
scare the shit out of their little buddy and made it in a respectable two
hours and nine minutes. That was with one stop for a pee break, snack, leg
stretch and change drivers. Waddie needed to take a butt break as well.
The boys had him sitting on a fluffy pillow Mrs. York loaned them. It
helped but he still needed a break.



Waddie didn't have much time to be sad missing his big buddy. Earl D.
and Billy Bob were like a two ring circus. They were all the time laughing
and joking about everything and included Waddie in their fun. They asked
Waddie to tell them one of his stories and he told them about him and Gip
picking the fleas off the old hound dog, letting them set for a couple of
days to get really hungry, dumping them in Willie's bed, and waiting for
the outcome. The boys laughed and laughed. They thought that was an awful
thing to do but it was so funny and from the stories they'd heard about
Willie he deserved it.

Waddie couldn't make up his mind which brother he liked better. Hell,
they were both outstandingly handsome young men, buffed out to the max,
bodies by God himself, and they were the same complections; pretty blue
eyes, sandy blond hair and each kept about a two or three day's growth of
beard on their face because they thought it made them look sexy. Waddie
sure as hell thought it did.



Their personalities were different. Billy Bob was funny, irreverent,
mischievous and the center of attention. He did have a serious side but he
rarely let anyone but his family see it. Earl D. was almost the same but
he was more retiring than Billy Bob. He had a deeper side to him, but he
wasn't afraid of it. Earl D. allowed his brother center ring and was his
greatest fan.

He'd urge his brother on to new heights of nonsense. Together, they
balanced each other well. They knew when to calm down and be serious;
however, they were going home, they were in great spirits, and they were
taking a new little brother home to meet his new family. Nothing could've
shot them down. They were infectious and by the time they pulled the truck
into the gravel road late Saturday morning Waddie felt like their younger
brother going home with them.

They pulled around in back and out came the family from every doorway.
Six strapping, rowdy boys four adults and one beautiful young girl; a young
woman, Waddie thought. Earl D. introduced Waddie to the adults first.
His dad and mom, Mr. and Mrs. Randy Crenshaw and Mr. and Mrs. Gus Franz
and their daughter Brenda Lou.

Earl D. went down the line introducing his brothers. They were lined
up in descending order with the oldest being first. J. R. Crenshaw, he's
really Randolph Jr. but he don't like junior and we can't call him Randy
'cause that's what folks call our dad so we call him J.R.; next was a fine
looking boy Waddie's age named Cassidy; next was Toller, then Jeb (who's
real name was Jebadiah) Brant, and the youngest, Shad. (for Shadrack)

"Now, Gentlemen," Billy Bob spoke to his brothers, "do any of you
recognize our new brother?" they all looked closely and shook their heads,
"You should, he and his brother stomped your butts at the Mason Rodeo two
years in a row." The boys looked at Waddie. J.R. and Cassidy's mouths
dropped open. The lights came on.

"Son of a,...sorry, Mom,...sorry, Dad. W. C. Lovejoy? Naw, can't
be." said J.R. slowly sticking out his hand again to take Waddie's.

"In the flesh, my brothers." said Earl D. "You're looking at him."

"Well, they sure as hell did wax our ass's, Brother." Cassidy stuck out
his hand again to shake Waddie's the second time, then he pulled Waddie to
him, hugged, and kissed him on the cheek.



"Welcome home, Brother." Cassidy told him sincerely. All the boys
surrounded him and were talking at once when a sweet voice broke through
their clamor.

"If my brothers will excuse me, your sister would like a hug and a kiss
to welcome our new brother, if you don't mind. Thank you very much." The
boys quickly backed away from Waddie as Brenda Lou put her arms around
Waddie, hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. "Welcome home, Brother."
she said sincerely.

"Thank you, Ma'am." Waddie replied, overwhelmed. He blushed at calling
her Ma'am and everyone started laughing including Waddie. He never felt
more at home. He walked over and took Mr. Crenshaw's hand again.

"Dad Crenshaw, it's an honor to be here with you good folk, I appreciate
your invitation. I'll try to live up to the honor of being one of your
sons, Sir." Randy Crenshaw was more than a little impressed by this young
man. He pulled Waddie to him, hugged him and stole a kiss.

"We're certainly glad to have you here, Son. I don't think it's gonna'
be real hard for me to think of you as one of my boys, young man."

Waddie thanked him graciously and acknowledged Mrs. Crenshaw. Waddie
walked over to Gus Franz, threw his arms around his neck, hugged him and
kissed him on the cheek.

"Mr. Franz, if it weren't for your wonderful son, Bubba, I wouldn't be
here right now. I'd be dead." Waddie had tears running down his face, "I
can't tell you how much I love your big son, Mr. Franz. He's my hero,
savior, and my buddy. I owe him my life." Gus Franz had a few tears
running down his cheek. There wasn't a dry eye among them for that matter
and Gus held the boy and thanked him for telling him what Bubba did for
him. Waddie hugged Mrs. Franz and she broke down, too.

Waddie was home. The big folks all ready loved him and the boys
idolized him. Brenda Lou thought Waddie was a fine addition to her family.
The boys had been mannerly long enough. They wanted to talk to their new
brother and find out about him. They fired one question after another
until Dad Crenshaw had to physically pick Waddie up and admonish them to go
a little slower.

"You men can learn all about your new brother as time goes by. Right
now it's time for lunch. Everyone wash up,---face and hands,--- line up
for inspection,... and that includes every son in this house." he said
loud enough so Earl D. and Billy Bob could hear him. They scurried away
to the bath room with the rest of the boys. Mr. Crenshaw put Waddie down
and sent him on his way to Earl and Billy's bathroom. They were toweling
dry when Waddie walked in.

"Dad Crenshaw told me to come down here with you guys. Is that okay?"

"Of course it is, Little Brother. I'll get you a clean towel and
cloth." Waddie began to wash and was finished in a few minutes. Billy Bob
and Earl D. waited for their little brother.

"Remember, Waddie, you're here with us. Anything you need,---ask one of
us, Dad or Mom and we'll see to it. You stow your stuff in our room after
lunch and you'll bunk it in with ugly and me." Billy Bob laughed as his
brother frogged his arm.

"Owww, that hurt!" cried Billy Bob.





"So did you calling me ugly. I ain't ugly! A little less than down
right pretty, but far from ugly. We'll let our little brother judge. How
'bout it Waddie."

"How do you choose between two perfect things?" Waddie asked with a
wicked smile.

"Oh, I like this kid, Brother! He's sharp. He'll make a fine brother."

They all went in to lunch, joined hands around the table, Mr. Crenshaw
asked Waddie if he would say 'grace.'

"Sir, and Mr. Urial, I know you're here with us 'cause you promised my
Uncle Buck you wouldn't leave my side. Bless this household and all who
dwell herein. Bless the Franz family. We thank you for your goodness to
us and for the miracles we witness around us every day. Never let us close
our hearts and minds to the simplest of your blessings. Thank you for the
food we are about to eat to nourish our bodies. Let our love for each
other grow more each day we ask in our savior's name. Amen."

Every person in the room quietly said 'amen' to Waddie's prayer.

"That was beautiful, Young Man, thank you." complimented Dad Crenshaw

"Thank you, Sir." Waddie responded respectfully to Dad Crenshaw. Waddie
was sitting next to Earl D. and felt his hand on his knee as he gently
squeezed it to say. 'Glad to have you here, Little Brother.'



It wasn't hot in Texas yet. It was still early June and the hill
country West of San Antonio could get really hot. Sometimes the folks were
blessed with cool breezes once in a while.

"Think you can sit a horse, Waddie, or would it be too painful for you."

"I thing I might for a little while if one of you would put more of that
ointment on me. It has something in it that deadens the pain. I should be
okay. Besides, I ain't been on a pony in some time. You may have to show
me which is the head and which is the tail." Waddie smiled real big.

"I doubt that seriously, Brother." said Earl D. as he took Waddie by
the hand down the hallway to Earl D. and Billy Bob's room. Billy Bob was
right behind them. Waddie dropped his pants and Earl D. gently began to
apply ample amounts of Bubba's ointment. Mr. Franz and Dad Crenshaw asked
at the door if Waddie minded if they took a look. He assured them he
didn't mind.

"Oh, Christ! Forgive me, Lord! Oh, Waddie, Son, I'm so sorry." Dad
Crenshaw told him, "That's unbelievable, Son, that your dad could do that
to you. I hope you don't have to go back and live with him no more."

"Run away again, Son, come live with us. We'd never do anything like
that to you, I promise." begged Gus Franz. "I took in a run away boy a
number a years ago. Was the second smartest damn thing I ever done in my
life. The first was marrying my wife Dora and the third was taking in Earl
D.'s little sister Brenda Lou. Lord we couldn't love a child more. She
has nine brothers in all, ten including you, and she loves every damn one
of 'em."



"I hope she comes to love me, Mr. Franz."

"She all ready does, Son. You say anything nice about her Bubba, she
loves you immediately. We don't get to see as much of Bubba as we'd like
but he keeps in touch and calls Brenda Lou almost once a week to talk to
her. If he goes longer than a week, she get nervous."

Earl D. finished and Waddie pulled up his pants. Dad Crenshaw and Mr.
Franz both wanted another hug. It was their way of saying, 'We understand.
You're safe here, Son.'

The men walked Waddie out to the barns and a big rodeo arena Mr.
Crenshaw built on the property. They held a number of Bandera Rodeos there
for the local folks. They tried to keep it small but soon as they made an
announcement, folks from San Antonio were driving out for the rodeo. The
crowds got too big to handle and there wasn't enough parking. Then a lot
of the local folks wouldn't come 'cause all the city folks were there.
Country folks aren't snobs they're just more comfortable with their own
folks.

Dad Crenshaw was an avid rodeo man and won good money roping. His
partner, whom he grew up with, was killed in a farm accident and Dad
Crenshaw hadn't had the heart to take on another partner. He was more than
curious to see what Waddie could do. He wasn't prepared for Waddie's
talent with a rope. Of all the men on the ranch, Dad Crenshaw was the best
roper by far. Earl D. and Billy Bob were pretty good. J.R. and Cassidy
were better but they needed work on their timing and accuracy.

"You ride header or heeler, Son."

"I can ride either, Dad, but I prefer header."

"We'll get chu' a header pony then."

Dad Crenshaw picked a fine looking bay gelding named 'Whiskey' for
Waddie.

They were going to use a junior saddle but Waddie ask for a full size
saddle. He and Gip had been practicing for the last six months with full
saddles. At that time a requirement to compete in the adult division.
They saddled the pony and adjusted the stirrups for Waddie and he rode the
pony out of the barn and galloped him around the arena. It felt good to be
back in a saddle. It hurt his ass a little but he didn't care. He wasn't
going to let that spoil him having a good time. The other boys got their
ponies saddled and to his surprise, Dad Crenshaw and the two older boys
rode out, too.

"Before there's any arguments, your new brother is roping with his old
man. Everybody got that?"

"Aww, Dad." the boys grumbled and then quickly added, "Yes, Sir, Dad."
including Earl D. and Billy Bob.

'Damn,--- the old man, Earl D. and Billy Bob sat a good horse. Cassidy
and his brother weren't too damn shabby neither.' thought Waddie. Waddie's
pick? Dad Crenshaw, hands down. He was a fine looking, middle aged man
with a fit body from hard ranch work. 'He was a handsome sight in the
saddle. Damn near breath taking. He could be Dad Dan's bigger brother.'
Waddie thought. Waddie wished his Uncle Buck, Dad Dan, Quinton and his
brothers were there to enjoy the moment. Oatie would faint or piss his
pants at the sight of Dad Crenshaw on horseback; that is, if'n he didn't
shuck his clothes off first.' Waddie laughed to himself.

The younger boys ran the barriers, Earl D. and Billy Bob helped them
chute the steers into the gates. Brenda Lou joined them and decided she
was going to do the timing.

"She was more fair than the boys," she allowed, "They sometimes fudged
for their older brothers; their heros."

Earl D. and Billy Bob went first and had a pretty good time but not
great. J.R and Cassidy went next. They made their catch but were slower
than their brothers. It was Dad Crenshaw and Waddie's turn. Waddie let
out his rope several times and fed it back through his hand like he wanted
it.

Dad Crenshaw watched Waddie and his meticulous manner of getting his
rope perfect before he'd even come to the line. He nudged his pony into
starting position. Waddie looked over at Dad Crenshaw and winked. That
meant, 'Follow my lead, Dad!'

The gate opened, the steer took off, the barrier dropped and Waddie's
pony darted for the critter. Waddie was barely past the gate and his rope
was thrown, landed, and dallied as the pony turned the steer. Dad Crenshaw
made his throw perfectly, dallied his rope and his pony backed up. Dad
turned to his boys and the audience that had gathered and grinned like a
stunned but surprisingly pleased man.

"And, that, folks, is the way it's done!" he exclaimed. He rode over to
Waddie, stuck out his hand. "Fine catch, Son,---fine catch. That ought to
give my other boys something to think about. Thanks, Son."

"You're welcome, Sir, you're pretty damn good with a rope yourself. We
make a good team, Dad." Waddie hit Dad Crenshaw with his killer grin and
wink.

Their time was a record for their arena, Brenda Lou noted in the log.
Eight seconds better that the fastest time.

"Think we could improve that, Son?" Dad Crenshaw smiled and winked at
Waddie. Waddie could tell his new dad was ultra calm but underneath he was
about to explode with pride.

"Don't see why not, Dad. Let's give it another go. May I suggest
something that might make us a little faster."

"Sure, Son, I ain't one of those types that knows it all. I just saw
you in action. I'd trust any damn thing you told me. In fact I've all
ready learned a couple of things just watching you."

"Watch me out of the corner of your eyes, Dad. Don't never look over
nor lose your concentration; keep focused. When you see me nudge 'Whiskey'
spur your pony immediately, don't wait, no matter where the barrier rope
is. Let your header worry 'bout the barrier. I promise, I won't let us
jump the barrier."

"Good tip, Son. Let's try it."

The second steer was let loose and the barrier dropped. Waddie nudged
'Whiskey' who leaped forward faster than the last time. Waddie could see
out the corner of his eye, Dad Crenshaw was almost up with him. Waddie
landed his rope, dallied, and lined up the steer. Dad Crenshaw made his
catch, dallied and his horse pulled tight.



They beat their previous time by another six seconds. Another record
for the arena. Dad Crenshaw was float'n on a cloud but he was trying hard
to be nonchalant. He hadn't been so happy in a long time. Earl D. and
Billy Bob could read their dad like a cheap dime store novel, they knew
underneath the calm their dad was about to split apart at the seams with
pride. They rode over to Waddie.

"Will you, please, stop that? Our old man's gonna' trade us all in for
you." They laughed and shook Waddie's hand, "Seriously, Little Brother,
gotta' give credit where it's due, you're damn good with a rope. We knew
you had to be pretty good to be a junior champ but you just blew your
brothers and our old man away.

If'n he weren't in love with you before, he sure as hell is now." They
laughed and giggled. Earl D. and Billy Bob patted Waddie on the back,
"You're the only other man in this county we'd venture is better'n our dad
with a rope. You two could be dangerous together." Dad Crenshaw rode over
to them with a big grin on his face with a pretty good idea what they were
talking about.

"What chu' men talking about? You two ball players, ride outa' here.
Leave my rope'n partner alone. This man's an honest to God, buckaroo. He
speaks rodeo fluently." Dad Crenshaw winked at Waddie and they all laughed.

"Earl D. just begged Waddie to stop it. Told 'em you'll be want'n to
trade all of us in for him." Earl D. and Billy Bob laughed. Dad Crenshaw
smiled and winked again at Waddie.

"Don't sound like too bad an idea to me, you, Son?" Dad Crenshaw
laughed.

"Can I have their room, Dad?" Waddie laughed.

"It's your's, Son." They all broke up.

They all made a couple of more runs. Waddie and Dad Crenshaw bested
their previous time each time. They were hot. Waddie agreed to rope
heeler for J.R. J.R. was too slow getting out of the gate. He was afraid
of breaking the barrier. Waddie told him he broke the barrier all the
time. If you want to win you have to take some chances. He was able to
improve J.R. and Cassidy's time by almost thirty seconds. He roped a
couple of times with Earl D. and then with Billy Bob. Earl D. was more
serious about roping. Earl D. and Waddie's time beat one of Waddie's and
Dad Crenshaw's earlier times.

Earl D. rode over to Waddie to shake his hand and saw tears running
down Waddie's face. Waddie suddenly began to hurt bad. He didn't have any
warning. He wasn't physically crying but his butt was hurting so bad tears
were running down his face.

"Dad, Billy Bob," Earl D. hollered as he got down from his pony and
rushed to Waddie's side, "Waddie needs help. He's hurting bad. He can't
get down off his pony. Gimme' a hand." The three men gently lifted Waddie
off 'Whiskey' to the ground. Dad Crenshaw picked up Waddie in his arms and
carried him to the house. He took him to Earl D. and Billy Bob's room.
He gently laid him out on his stomach. Earl D. was right there.

"Damn it! We should've known better. We drove him too far, too soon.
Everyone wanted to rope with him. I'm guilty, too. The kid just didn't
want to say 'no' to anybody." Dad Crenshaw was almost in tears.



Earl D. had Waddie's pants off and was applying more ointment. Some of
his scabs had broken open and were bleeding again causing the pain. He
settled down as the pain began to subside.

"I'm sorry, Dad, it's not your fault nor my brother's. I should've told
you sooner when it was getting uncomfortable but I didn't have much time.
Seems like the pain came on awful quick. It's my fault." Randy Crenshaw,
sat on the bed next to Waddie with his hand resting lightly on the boy's
shoulder and wept. He felt so bad for this boy, whom he would gladly tell
any man, was his son.

"Rest, Waddie. It won't be long 'til supper time. You want us to bring
you a tray?"

"No, Dad. Now that I got the medication on me. I'll be fine. I just
pushed too hard, too soon. I was having a good time with ya'll. I'll be
all right. Thanks, Brother, for putting that stuff on me. It helps and I
really appreciate it."

"Glad to do it, Waddie. You taught us all a bunch of good stuff today.
I'm proud of you, Little Brother. However, I could pinch you for going so
long it hurt you." Earl D. laughed.

After a while, Waddie managed to pull on his pants and walk to the
dining room for supper. The Franz's left a little earlier and it was just
the immediate Crenshaw family. Dad Crenshaw asked Earl D. to say grace.

"You know I would, Dad, but I think we'd all rather hear you say 'grace'
this evening if you don't mind, right men?" Earl D. spoke to his brothers.
All of them agreed including Waddie. Dad Crenshaw smiled.

"Our Father, bless this food we are about to eat. We thank you for your
goodness to us. Thank you for bringing us a wonderful new member to our
family. Open your heart to him that together our love may heal his body as
well as his spirit. We ask in His name, Sir. Amen." Everyone followed
with amen.

The pain went away and Waddie was able to eat and have a good time
answering more of the boys questions. Dad Crenshaw had a couple of good
questions for him. They couldn't talk about anything but roping. J.R.
and Cassidy were charged after watching and roping with Waddie. So were
the two younger boys to say nothing of the grin on Dad Crenshaw's face all
through dinner.

Billy Bob and Earl D. had many questions for Waddie and they loved the
fact for once they weren't the center of attention as football heros. They
commented to each other how great it was to be just another brother for a
change. Their little brother, whom they were caring for and coming to love
more and more was in the center ring. Waddie tried to be humble and
polite, the way a cowboy should but he was enjoying the attention.

Everyone helped pick up the table and carry everything to the kitchen.
It was the two, next oldest, boy's turn to wash and dry the dishes and put
them away. There was no grumbling. They went to work quickly. The family
sat around talking for a while and Earl D. could see Waddie was getting
tired. He caught Billy Bob's eye. They excused themselves and took Waddie
to their bedroom.

They helped him with his clothes and took him to their shower. It was
another big walk in shower. Earl D. washed Waddie with supreme
gentleness. After the pain medication washed off, Waddie started crying
from the pain. Billy Bob dropped to his knees and held Waddie while Earl
D. finished cleaning him good.



"Don't even try to stop crying, Little Brother, it helps get rid of both
pains, inside and out. Your bubba Billy Bob ain't gonna' let go. Get it
all out, Cowboy, you're with folks that love you. Let it go."

Billy Bob held him for the longest time and Earl D. had his arms around
the both of them. Waddie pulled himself together. Billy Bob was right,
most of the pain did go away and he felt better inside. They gently dried
him and took him back to their bed. They laid him on the bed and this time
Billy Bob gently medicated him. Dad Crenshaw came in to check on Waddie.

"Son, don't feel bad. I thank God my boys brought you home with 'em.
You're welcome here anytime, Son. You're part of our family now."

"Thanks, Dad, I love you." Mr. Crenshaw almost lost it when he heard
those words.

"We sure as hell love you, too, Son." he told Waddie as he leaned over
and kissed him behind the ear. See you in the morning, Cowboy."

The brothers moved Waddie up to the middle of the bed. They finished
drying themselves and lay down on each side of Waddie. They turned out the
light and both put a hand on Waddie for comfort and support. As he drifted
off to sleep he thought, 'Here I am naked as the day I was born; between,
quite possibly, two of the best looking men in the world and I can't enjoy
them because of my damn butt.'

It was the first time in all these years of Morgan beating him that he
allowed a twinge of anger to enter his mind. No problem, he'd do what he'd
done many times before, he'd set his dream up as he was going to sleep. He
was successful and found himself laying between the two beautiful men
feeling and touching anything his heart desired as they made love to him
stealing kiss after kiss. He'd dreamed worse dreams he sighed to himself.



Waddie was much better the next morning. He put on a pair of his new
jeans, his nice belt, a beautiful white Weatern shirt with rich silver
threads woven into the material, pulled on his new boots and got out his
new black felt hat. He looked at himself in the mirror and the last few
days did something to him. Waddie was never one to be prideful but looking
back at him was a pretty hot looking buckaroo. Even the black eye gave him
a look of cowboy you don't want to mess with. The Crenshaws were going to
church and he was going with his new family.

Only Dad Crenshaw wore a suit. It was a nice light blue color that
matched his eyes and dark ruddy complection. It was, of course, a Western
cut with yoking on the back of the jacket and front pockets. The rear
pants pockets were yoked, too. Waddie was impressed with just how sharp
his new dad looked. He was past quite handsome. He was stunning. He also
wore his best boots. It looked like he could use a new pair.

Earl D. and Billy Bob showed their dad their new boots and he was wowed
by them. He knew expensive boots when he saw them.

"Waddie's aunt owns the boot company, Dad. When we took Waddie to our
favorite Western store so's he could buy some clothes, Waddie talked to his
aunt on the phone. He told her what happened to him and who he was staying
with. She told the store owner to fix us up with any pair of Justin boots
of our choice. She bought all of Waddie's clothes for him. She even had
Waddie pick out a new pair a' boots to take to Bubba as a 'thank you' gift
for helping Waddie. Was Bubba thrilled and surprised?!"

Dad Crenshaw didn't quite know what to think of his boys excepting such
an extravagant gift from someone they didn't know that well. His boys
should be helping Waddie 'cause their brother needed their help, not so's
they could get something. That wasn't the spirit of giving of oneself.
Waddie came to his brother's rescue.

"Dad, trust me. Uncle Enid, has a heart of gold and can be overwhelming
in her generosity some times. My bother and I, have a dozen pair of her
boots in each of our closet. My other dad, my brother's dad, Dan Justin is
her second cousin. We lost count of his boots at thirty-five pair. My
Uncle Buck, sheriff of the county, has fifteen to twenty pair she's given
him.

There's not a deputy in the sheriff's department that doesn't have at
least half a dozen pair in their closet. The store owner was the man that
made my brother's and my black,white and red rodeo chaps we wear. He knew
who I was immediately. He had nearly a dozen pictures of me and my brother
wearing the chaps he made for us our Uncle Enid gave us for Christmas a
couple of years ago. It's just her way of thanking someone for being good
and kind to her nephew."

"You call her 'Uncle' Enid, Son?"

"You'd have to meet Uncle Enid to understand, Dad.

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Monday, July 26, 2004

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Sex With My Fan Slut.

By Jeevan <jeevan80

This is the story of a SLUT FAN who wanted to get
fucked by me and my friends. She had emailed me that
she will be coming to my house in PUNE and enjoy
fucking with my 9 inch cock. And she had requested me
to fuck her in all possible combinations till her slut
pussy and ass are satisfied. Here is some of the
extract of E-mail direct from her.

PLZZZ FUCK ME BABY......N HEY!I DON'T KNOW HINDI AT
ALL.U'LATEST STORY....."VOYEUR HUSBAND" IS SIMPLY
TERRIFIC.I THINK THAT GAL IS JUST LIKE ME.OF COURSE!I
BET I CAN BE A VERY MUCH SLUTTY THAN HER.YESSSSSSSS!
BABY.I AM A SLUT OF SLUTS.OOOOOOOOH! JEEVAN! FUCK ME
BABY.I'M PLAYING WITH MY CLIT NOW BABY.HEY! CAN U
TEACH ME HINDI?I MEAN ONLY THE DIRTY WORDS N SLUTTY
WORDS.I DON'T BOTHER 'BOUT THE LANGUAGE. JUST THE
DIRTY WORDS.PLZZZZZZZZZ SEND ME THE MEANINGS OF ALL
THE HINDI DIRTY WORDS IN ENGLISH.N HEY! TELL ME MORE
'BOUT U' EXPERIENCES N THOSE 2 STORIES I ASKED U.
PLZZZZZZZZ BABY.

WAITING FOR U'MAIL

xxxxxxx

Her name is Rehana, she is about 23yr. old. She is
beautiful with a little darkish skin and her vital
stats 38-26-37, she is my e-mail friend. She loves my
stories 'Aunt and my Dog', 'Aunt and her neighbors'
and all write. So here is a story in which I fuck her
and make her satisfied with every kind of sex
imaginable. I dedicate this to her and invite her to
repeat the same again. Do you want to repeat this
Rehana?

Rehana came to my house on 5-2-2000 as decided. She
was wearing short, tight skirt and transparent top.
She was not wearing any bra and so her heavy boobs
were straining the material of her shirt and were
prominently visible. her thighs were thick but
muscular and she had long beautiful legs. Her ass was
heavy and swayed as she walked, making my cock jump
with each swing. I greeted her and asked her to make
herself comfortable and at home. She wanted to take
bath and so I showed her the Bathroom. She entered the
Bathroom and started to take bath. I was very eager to
watch her and introduced my cock to her so I peeped
in. There she was, naked and rubbing her round boobs
with both the hands. The water was trickling from her
body and she looked really sexy in that condition. I
removed my clothes and jumped into the bathroom and
surprised her. she was surprised alright and looked at
me. I caught a hold of her by her slim waist and
started kissing her full on the mouth, the warm water
and the excitement of suddenly seeing me had hardened
her nipples. I held her to the wall and kept on
kissing and started squeezing her beautiful ass. I
told her I could not wait to see her and fuck her and
that I loved her. Then she said oh so u love me this
much , yes meri jan Salama, I love you honey I said
all the while squeezing her ass with both of my hands.
Now she was holding my head in place right on her
nipples. She started feeling aroused and started
moaning a little. I was sucking, licking and biting
her nipples. They had grown erect and were nice to
suck. Her hand started to go towards her pussy but I
caught it and put it on my big shaft. Her eyes popped
out when she held my burning tool and said are ye to
bahut pyara hai! bada aur mota hai tumhara lund,
Jeevan and started moving her hand over it with
perfect strokes. I went down and made her lean against
the wall, spreading her legs and exposing her nice
slit to my attack. I started licking her sweet shaved
cunt at once. I ran my tongue along her slit like a
male slut and told her so.She was excited and told me
that she too was a slut, slut of a slut and urged me
to lick her shaved pussy. I forced my tongue into her
pussy and started to explore her fucked vagina. I
pushed my tongue deeper and tasted her cunt juice. It
was salty and had a nice slutty smell. Forcing her
back I started to lick her peehole with my tongue. She
shivered and told me not to lick it as she felt piss
sensation at the touch of my tongue. I told her not to
worry and piss in my mouth if she feels like. This
excited her and she wriggled her ass and pushed her
pussy right into my mouth.OOOOHHH JJEEEVAN ! let me
pissssss ! I cant hold it any more! She said. I caught
her pisshole in my mouth and she released hot stream
of piss. OHHH it entered my mouth and I started to
gulp it down my throat. It had nice bitterish and
salty taste and was smelling fresh. She parted her
thighs and pushed her ass on me and wriggled it,
grinding her pissing pussy on my mouth. I took away my
mouth from her pisshole and felt the stream of piss
falling on my face with ssssiiisshhhh sound. I felt
warm piss runing down my face and onto my chest and
cock. it was soo niccee and my cock went hard. I then
gathered some of her piss in my mouth and French
kissed her spitting all the piss in her mouth. She was
shocked at the taste of her own piss but drank it as a
slut she was. She bent down and started sucking my
lund staring at me caressing my heavy balls with her
hands. she screamed like the slut she really was. I
made her get down on her knees and said, "Choos meri,
rundi suck my cock slut!" She loved being called
SLUT(rundi ) and took my hard shaft into her mouth and
started sucking like a pro slut, her mouth felt so
warm and slippery. She switched between sucking my
dick and my balls. She would run her tongue over my
solid balls, suck them, chew each ball in her mouth
and then start sucking my dick again. She now deep
throated me and tickled the cock head against the back
of her throat. I bend down and stuck one of my fingers
in her ass hole. I just wanted to shoot my load all
over her face and boobs, but I held back. When I felt
I could hold on no longer, I made her stand up and
turned her around sticking out her PERFECT ASS. She
held the shower handle in her hands and pushed her ass
at me like a SLUT. I squeezed her boobs from behind
kneading them harder and making her cry with pain. She
wanted to be treated like a bitch and that's what I
wanted to show her. I took the TELEPHONE SHOWER and
switched on the Knob and held it at her Pussy. Water
sprayed on her pussy and ass with force tickling her
clit and asshole and making them hot. She moaned in
pleasure and then I pushed the telephone shower in her
cunt. The shower entered her pussy and sprayed hot
water inside her vagina. She felt nice and urged me to
fuck her with it. " Fuck my pussy Jeevan fuck it with
the shower. It feels soososs nice. Fuck my asssss with
your hard cock fuck your SLUT Jeevan." I then inserted
her knob of the telephone shower more inside her cunt
and made the water run slow adjusting the rate. I made
her bend more exposing her asshole to my cock and
making her cunt push more upwards. I now pushed the
shower all the way inside the vagina and she took it
like a SLUT she was. She begged me to fuck her ass
with my big cock. but I waited and fucked her cunt
with the shower instead. I looked around and saw a
perfume bottle about 1 inch wide and 8 inch long. I
took it and applied cold cream to her asshole and the
smooth bottom of the bottle. Fuck this bottle u slut!
I said and pushed it in her ass. She cried out in
shock as the bottle entered her asshole. OHH Please
don't put the bottle I want your cock! she said. I
said you bitch you SLUT take the bottle in your ass
and then I will think of fucking you in the ass and
pussy my Slut!. Saying s I pushed the bottle all the
way in her ass and then put my cock near the entrance
of her pussy, feeling the hot water running on my
cockhead. I then asked her to suck the shower cock
like it was a real cock. she took the hot metallic
shower cock in her mouth and started to lick it with
her tongue. She looked real slut with her licking the
metal, telephone shower in her cunt and a bottle in
her ass. I could not resist this and removing the
bottle from her ass I put my cock there. It went in
easily up to the balls. She cried with pleasure as she
felt the cock enter her large intestine. I then pushed
the bottle in her mouth like it was a cock and she
swallowed it. The same bottle which was in her ass! I
felt the telephone shower lodged inside her cunt
spraying hot water there. I fucked her ass hard and
fast. She was pushing her heavy ass to meet my
thrusts. While fucking her ass I spanked the soft as
cheeks making her body shiver with the assault. I then
took her boobs in my hand and pressed them hard
feeling the soft boobs. Now she started to rub her own
clit with her hand and moaned with pleasure and urging
me to fuck her hard. I fucked her ass pressing her ass
cheeks and boobs alternately with my hands. Finally I
could not hold it longer and sprayed my come deep
inside her ass. She too came with the feeling of my
cock spurting in her ass and jerked her ass violently
and groaning loudly her body went limp, I had to catch
her from falling on the floor. She was terrific lay
and I enjoyed fucking her and drinking her piss. We
took nice bath again and cleaned our organs with hot
water and came out.

I told her that I had arranged my friends to come over
to my house for playing rummy and that she will be
serving them with drinks and anything they needed. She
was happy to hear that and told me she was willing to
play host to my friends. I had invited five of my
friends and hoped to fuck and gang bang my Rehana to
her hearts content. Actually I had not disclosed
anything about Rehana to them and I told Rehana the
same.

So on decided evening my friends arrived at my house.
I introduced Rehana to them and told them that she was
my friend from the college and had come to find a job
here. Rehana was wearing cut-off jeans and T-shirt.
The dress made her boobs and ass very prominent and my
friends kept staring at her assets. Rehana brought
some beer and served them. We started the game of
Rummy and Rehana sat on the couch watching. She had
unbuttoned the top button on her T-shirt and was
bending frequently showing the cleavage of her boobs
to us. I will not give names of my friends but will
call them A,B,C,D and E. While playing I asked Rehana
to massage my shoulders and she obliged. While
massaging, she told me that my friends were nice and
she wants to be more free with them. I told her to
wait and leave the things to me. Then I told my
friends that if they wish they can see Rehana dance,
and any body who wish to dance with her has to pay
Rs.100/- to me. They looked surprised but consented to
this. Rehana put on the stereo and started to dance
with the music. She swayed her ass seductively and
shaked her boobs with every move.then she started to
pull her T-shirt up exposing her hard breasts to the
view of all. Her boobs were solid and her nipples had
hardened oohh it was very exciting sight and we all
watched her. I looked at my friends and saw the bulge
in each of them. I winked at Rehana and she went to
each of my friends and pressed the bulge on their
pants. Now B got up and took out a note of 100/- and
gave it to me. I told him to go ahead and dance with
Rehana. Rehana danced with him and while doing so
pulled off her T-shirt and threw it in my direction. "
OHHHH JEEVAN ! I am so hot looking at you and your
friends and exposing my bobs to all of you !! OOHHHH!
B, remove my jeans and expose my ass. OOHH II LOVE
IT!" So B knelt and started to remove her jeans. He
took them down and Rehana wriggled her ass to get rid
of the clothing exposing her ass cheeks to us. Then
she managed to get rid of the jeans and danced naked
with B. She then removed B's shirt and knelt before
him and removed his pants too. He was wearing
undershorts and his cock bulged through the material.
Rehana now danced with him Pressing her boobs on his
naked chest and pushing her hand in his shorts
exposing his cock while caressing it. He hastily
removed his shorts, exposing his cock to us. It was
thick one about 8 inch to 2 inch and Black in colour.
I told Rehana not to touch his cock and just dance
with him and to allow him to only rub her boobs as he
had paid only Rs. 100/- for dancing. Rehana told me
OOHH JEEVAN ! I want hiss cock in my pussy! " I told
her that she was my SLUT for the Day and should fuck
only if anybody gives money for fucking her. All my
friends now pulled out their wallets and gave me 500/-
each including B. So I got Rs.500/ from each and gave
my consent to Rehana to fuck them.

All of them got hurriedly out of their clothes and
went to Rehana and attacked her body. Her boobs were
being squeezed, ass kneaded and fingers poking in her
pussy , ass and anywhere they could go. Rehana was
delighted with the attention she was getting from my 5
friends." Rehana is my SLUT and you all have paid to
fuck her so do anything you like to this slut and make
her SLUT of SLUTS GO ahead." I said. Now B was kissing
her and A had knelt before her in the front fastening
his mouth to her pussy. C was kneeling behind her and
licking her asshole. D was rubbing his cock all over
her body and E was sucking her boobs to his hearts
content. So here was my slut of a FAN entertaining
5 males for Rs. 500/ each. The fucking Randi SLUT OOH
HOW I LOVED HER! I went to her and started spanking
her ass with my hand and she cried in lust." OOH Hit
my ass OH I am a SLUT fucking 5 males for money OH
JEEVAN ! FUCK MEE FUCK FUCKCKCKCK ! I told her to
fuck all of them together. I asked B to lay on his
back and told Rehana to sit on his cock. I guided his
cock into the slit of my SLUT and she greedily started
fucking his cock. then I positioned A at her ass and
spat on her ass to lubricate it. A pushed his cock in
her ass making her cry with pain as it expanded her
spinchter and was lodged in her bowels. I asked C to
fuck Rehana's mouth and Rehana SLUTTISHLY swallowed
his cock. I placed the remaining two cocks of D and E
on each side of her body and told them to rub their
cocks on her swaying breasts. So all was set and
Rehana was fucking 5 of my friends. One cock in cunt,
one in ass, one in mouth and two cocks rubbing and
fucking her boobs. I watched this unique show. Rehana
was moving her ass swallowing and fucking the two
cocks in her pussy and ass. She sucked the cock of C
and deep throated him making him moan with pleasure.
Now she had caught the two cocks rubbing her boobs and
was jacking them off on her boobs. I could see her
boobs shine with the wetness on the precome oozing out
of the two cocks. Everybody was enjoying the SLUT
REHANA. I took my cock and rubbed it on the toes of
the SLUT making her tickle and fuck in earnest. ' Fuck
Her Friends Fuck My Slut Fill Her All Holes With Your
Spunk Fufk Fufk ! ' I shouted. I could see the three
cocks embedded in her pussy, ass and mouth coming.
"Drink the come slut take the come in your slut pussy
and dirty shit hole slut. Come in her Friends commeeee
in her! I shouted. All the three cocks spurted come in
her holes and with this Rehana too came and her body
went limp. I could see come oozing out of her mouth,
ass and pussy. D and E immediately started to push
away A and B, fucking her ass and mouth. D put his
cock in her ass and started to fuck the come filed
hole. E thrust his cock in Rehana's mouth fucking her
oral cavity with his hard cock. As both of them were
very excited they came immediately spraying hot come
in her mouth and Ass. All of them were exhausted and
separated from each other and lay on the floor. Come
was oozing out of every hole of Rehana. I went to her
and rubbed the come all over her face, boobs and ass.
She was pleased with my touch and the COME MASSAGE I
gave her. I made her lay on her back and TIT fucked
her exhausted body. I sprayed my come on her nipples
and boobs and left it there to dry up.

Rehana opened her eyes and looked at all the soft
cocks useless to her now. She saw coke bottle lying
on the floor and got up to pick it. She placed the
bottle on the floor and sat on it making the neck of
it enter her come filled pussy. Seeing this my friends
got up and watched. 1/3 of the bottle entered her
pussy and she was struggling to push the remaining of
it inside her cunt. I got up and made her lay on her
back with her legs spread, exposing the cunt filled
with cock bottle. I pushed it more inside and she
wriggled her ass to take as much as she can. Her SLUT
pussy was flexible and she could take about half the
bottle inside her. I started to fuck her with the cock
bottle and she enjoyed it and pushed her ass up to
meet the fucking. I did not want her to enjoy, so I
took the bottle out and placed the neck at the asshole
and pushed unmercifully. She cried but relaxed the ass
and the neck entered easily. I pushed more but it
would not enter so I removed it and pushed all of my
fingers inside her ass. I joined my fingers and
pushed. Slowly they started to enter her ass. I wanted
to put my wrist in her ass but her ass was far too
small. Desperate, I put my cock in her ass and started
to fuck her ass hole. I had to raise her ass for this.
Seeing this A came and facing me pushed his cock in
her cunt. He was not comfortable and so we pulled her
ass up so that she lay with only her back touching the
floor. We fucked her ass and pussy in this awkward
position. B got up and put his cock in her mouth and
started to fuck her. C and D too got up and from
either side rubbed their cocks on her boobs. We fucked
for some time and I told everybody to disengage and
told Rehana to lie on her back. She was frustrated
with losing so many cocks fucking her and lay like a
fish out of water. I asked all to jack off and spray
come all over the body of Rehana. Rehana was watching
all those cocks waiting for come to arrive. Her eyes
roamed from one cock to another and her body writhed
about waiting for discharge. We jacked of in earnest.
A sprayed his come on her hair and face, leaving globs
oh the white love juice there. B sprayed come on her
legs and thighs. C came on Rehanas shaven pussy and
belly. D sprayed come n her BOOBS and chest. E came on
her stomach. I came spurting my come directly on her
open mouth and the slut swallowed each drop greedily.
Rehana came with the feel of hot come all over her
body and the pussy juice trickled out from her pussy
on to the floor. The sluts body was now satisfied for
the time being with all the come bath she got from us.

This is based on experience I had and names are
altered and some imagination allowed to wander in this
story. Dear friends Rehana was real slut and she
earned 5000 rupees that day with two rounds of fucking
and sucking. The money was not important but the act
of getting fucked for money was her fetish.

Anybody wish to share experiences can write to me. By
the way I wish to start a club for sluts and voyeur
husbands. Want to join? Send the details to me,
confidentiality assured to all.

So bye for now. Write to me Jeevan
jeevan80

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