Date: Fri, 1 Jan 2016 18:20:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: robert barhorst <rab2161@yahoo.com>
Subject: Painter's Apprentice

Painter's Apprentice

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I had graduated at the age of 17 and my father said he would give me a year
to find a job and save enough money to get out of his house.  My father had
a good job but he couldn't afford college for me but we made enough money
that we couldn't get any government grants or loans to pay for more school.
I tried to get scholarships but was knocked out by someone with a little
higher grade point.  My father made it a point to say as many times as he
could "if you tried harder you could have gotten a scholarship."

I didn't let it get to me like my dad would have loved, and I think that
pissed him off more but I figured if I could get a job as a painter I could
make enough money to get out of his house and get my own place and never
hear his smart mouth again.  I loved my dad but ever since my mom died he
didn't care about anything or anyone except himself.  In fact dad would
come home every night eat supper and open a beer and a case later he would
be sound asleep and it happened every night and all day Saturday's and
Sundays.  I started looking for a job in the newspaper but all the ads said
they wanted someone with experience and I didn't have any and I knew I
couldn't make a living working fast food; at least I would be able to eat
at work and not have to cook for dad too.

The only job I had done was some painting and that was the shop my mom
owned before she died, and also some of the sets for some of the school
plays.  So I thought I would apply for some of the painter's jobs I saw.
It was about two weeks and no response and I was talking to one of my
friends from school and he told me his uncle own a painting company and was
always looking for painters.  Seems most of the guys he would hire would
work for a summer and then start their own company.  I asked what his
number was and I would give him a call or his address and send him a
resume, Jake was a great guy and told me he would give him a call and see
if he was hiring first.

The following week I was seating on my front porch looking through the
paper when I saw Jake coming down the street, I knew he was walking home
from school, at one time he had a car but he wrecked it and his dad said he
would have to pay for the repairs by doing chores before he could get it
back.  I yelled at Jake and he said he called his uncle and he had his
address and phone number written down on a piece of paper, and he told me
to send him my resume and he would give me a call for an appointment for an
interview.  I was thrilled and hoped he would hire me so I could make some
good money.  I used mom's old typewriter and made up my resume but first I
called my high school and talked with the drama teacher and asked if I
could use her as a reference and she said yes.  I knew that it was best to
have at least three people but since I was only 17 I didn't have a lot of
people I could use.  I had to think for a minute and then it hit me that I
could use the lady that helped my mom run her shop but I had to remember
her name and see if we still had her number around the house.  Dad throw a
lot of mom's stuff away after her murder.  I went into the kitchen and
looked at the list of phone numbers and see if her name and number was on
there.  I was having a luckier day then I thought because there was her
name and number.  I called her and asked if I could use her as a reference
also and she said yes.  She asked how I was doing and if things between my
dad and I had gotten any better.  I said no, but thanked her for all her
help and for letting me use her as a reference.  She told me that she loved
the paint job I did on the store and how I saved her and mom a lot of money
doing the work that the landlord was going to charge then 8 hundred dollars
to do.  It wasn't the hardest job but it took two nights after the shop
closed for the night.  I had to repaint two long walls and then rehang some
of the shelves, which doing the shelves was the hardest part of the job
really.

I thanked her again and told her I had to go.  I put her name on my resume
and then rechecked my typing and then typed up the envelope and found a
stamp.  I walked down to the post office and mailed my resume, I knew the
sooner I got it to the post office the faster it got delivered.  It was a
week later that the phone rang and it was Jakes Uncle.  He told me that he
really didn't need another painter but he could take me on if I could pass
his painting test.  We made an appointment to meet up on that Thursday at
10am at his house and he would be able to interview me.

I was nervous to say the least and happy, now I had to figure out how to
get there and I looked his address up on a map and saw I could take two
bus's there and it would only take me about an half hour.  That morning I
got up just after dad left for work and did the three S's that is what dad
would call them.  Shit, shower and shave, I was walking around the house
naked and the excitement was just enough that my cock got harder than a
rock and while I was in the shower I whacked off shooting my load all over
the shower wall.  I finished and then shaved and slapped on some after
shave and dressed.  I walked over to the bus stop and waited for the bus.
It was like time stood still but the bus finally showed up and I told the
bus driver that I would need a transfer and he gave me a ticket for that
and I took my seat.  Once we got to downtown I transferred to the other bus
and then I watched for the street I needed.  I pulled the cord and the bus
stopped and I headed to Jake's uncle's house.

I was glad that it was still cool being spring still because last thing I
wanted to do was show up with big sweat marks under my arms.  I rang the
doorbell and waited for someone to answer, I was thinking it would be a
shop but Jake's Uncle ran his painting company out of his house.  The door
opened and there was a man wearing a robe and he asked what he could do for
me.  I told him my name and he said I was a little early; he was just going
to hop in the shower and get cleaned up.  I apologized but told him I had
to take the bus due to I didn't have a car and he said no problem and
invited me in.  I looked around the house and there wasn't much furniture
and in the corner of the living room was a desk with a big calendar above
it and a bulletin broad on the other wall.  Jakes uncle introduced himself
and told me to take a seat.  I again apologized for being early and told
him if he wanted to hop in the shower he could and I would wait.  He
thanked me and told me if the phone rang to let the answering machine pick
it up and there was some pop in the frig or coffee in the pot and to help
myself.  I thanked him and he excused himself and headed down a hall.

I had to admit he is a good looking man.  I would say he was about 5'9,
180lbs with blond hair and moustache, and from what I could see a nice
hairy chest.  I took off my coat and sat down in one of the chairs and
started to read the morning paper, it was only about 15 minutes when Phil
reentered the room, now he was fully dressed and clean shaven.  He
apologized again for not being ready for my arrival but it was one of those
mornings where he was busy getting his two crews out on their jobs.  I said
no problem and he sat at the desk and pulled out my resume and started to
read it.  He asked, what was the paint job I did for the two different
people? and I told him.  He told he had called them both and they told me
what a great job I did and how fast and polite I was and professional.

He told me that he needed to go check out one paint job for an estimate and
then go start another small interior paint job.  He asked if I had any old
cloths I could throw on so I didn't get my nice clothes dirty.  I said no
and he excused himself and came back with a white t-shirt and some white
painter pants.  I told me to change into them and he could see how good of
a painter I was.  I started to take off my shirt and he waited till I
unbuckled my pants and was ready to drop them to the floor then he said I
could use the back bedroom to change if I wanted.  I said I was okay and
dropped my pants and stepped out of them and put on the painter pants.
They were a little tight and he noticed that and said he was sorry if they
were tight it was the only pair he had handy but if things worked out we
could stop at the paint store and get me a couple of pairs that fit
properly.

I didn't mind stripping in front of Phil in fact I was wishing I had
forgotten my underwear because he is hot and would have loved for him to
see my bare ass.  I was gay and loved hairy chested men.  I was no virgin,
in fact I slept with two of my teacher's in high school, and something
about a hairy chested man turned me on.  I told him I hoped it worked out
because I needed to find a job due to my father was going to kick me out in
a year.  Phil told me that if I did a great job on this job he would hire
me and if I wanted I could move in with him to help me get out of my
father's house.  I thanked him but told him I didn't want to cause trouble
between him and his wife and he told me that he was divorced and it
wouldn't be any trouble.  In fact it would make it easier that way when I
was needed he wouldn't have to travel across town, to pick me up.  Phil
grabbed his tape measure and a note pad and we headed out the door and into
his truck.  We arrived at a nice house and we walked up to the front door
and Phil told me to be quite and let him do all the talking.  He rang the
bell and the owner answer the door.  We entered and Phil started to talk to
the man while I stood aside him.  The man wanted an estimate on painting
two rooms in the house and showed us which ones.  Phil handed me one end of
the take measure and we measured the rooms, after we were done Phil told
the man that he would call him in a couple of days with the price for the
job, or if he wanted a written estimate he would email him one, or fax him
one.  The man kept looking at me and then he told Phil to email him the
estimate.

We left and headed to the next job.  Once there he headed to the front door
and Phil pulled out some keys and opened the front door.  He told me that
it was a paint job for a realtor and he just had to finish painting the
living room and kitchen.  We went into the house and there in the living
room was a couple of five gallon jugs of paint sitting on plastic sheets,
and Phil took off his coat and said he needed to take a piss before we
started to paint.  He walked down a hall and entered a room and I heard him
pissing.  I stood there for a couple of minutes and then decided to walk
around and see what all we had to do.  I walked into the kitchen and saw
how many cabinets we had to paint around and when I headed back into the
living room Phil was there opening one of the cans of paint and asked if I
was ready to work.  I said yes, but if he wanted I could paint the kitchen
while he painted the living room and we would be able to get the job done
faster.  Phil looked at me and said he wanted to see how good I was and I
told him I can paint a kitchen.

Phil told me to go ahead and prep the kitchen and then he would check that
out and would let me start.  I grabbed some plastic sheets and started to
cover the kitchen.  I was finished in no time and yelled for Phil to come
in the kitchen and check it out.  Phil came in and told me it looked good
and come get the paint.  I went into the living room and Phil showed me
what paint to use for the kitchen and I grabbed the paint and brushes and
rollers and headed back into the kitchen.  I started with trimming the
first wall, when I heard the furnace kick on and felt the heat coming out
of one of the vents near me.  I thought this was rare for this time of year
but ignored it.  I started to roll the wall and was half way through it
when Phil yelled for me to come into the living room.  I walked in and he
was standing up on a ladder and asked me to give him the paint can on the
floor.

I did and his crotch was right in front of my face and I had to admit it
was nice to say the least. Once I was done he said thanks and asked how I
was doing in the kitchen and I told him, he said great and I headed back
in.  I continued to work in the kitchen and wasn't paying any attention to
time when Phil walked into the kitchen and asked if I was hungry for lunch
and I said yeah but didn't have any money for it.  He told me not to worry
he would buy for the two of us.  He told me to continue while he ran down
the hamburger joint down the road and he would be back in a couple of
minutes.

I was just about finished with the last wall when Phil returned and he
yelled as he came into the house and we sat on the floor eating our
hamburgers and fries.  I told Phil that I just finished in the kitchen and
he could check it out and see if he liked it or not.  Phil told me he would
check it out but first let's finish eating and then I'll check it.

We finished lunch and Phil checked out my paint job and loved it.  He said
I was a natural at painting and he would love to have me on his crew.  I
thanked him and told him it was nothing.  We finished the living room
together and by time we were done I was sweating up a storm and asked if I
could turn down the heat.  Phil said he wanted to keep it up to help the
paint dry fast and that way the realtor could show the house sooner.  I
knew the paint would be dry in about an hour but who was I to say anything
about it.  Phil looked at me and told me if I was hot I could take off my
shirt.  I from the other side of the room I heard Phil whistle at me and we
both had to laugh.  I kept on working and before I knew it I was right
aside Phil and he had his shirt off and I could see all of his hot hairy
chest and muscles.

I had to say something but didn't know what would be right but then it just
out of my mouth, Oh look it is one of those Chippendale dances moonlighting
as a painter.  Phil laughed and said I was just being jealous and he knew I
really wanted his body.  I was wishing but we both laughed and played it
off.  I told him I didn't have a buck to slip in his jock strap and he
laughed more and asked how I knew that was what he was wearing.  I told him
TMI and he looked at me and asked what that meant, I told him Too Much
Information.  He laughed and said he was joking about wearing anything.

Phil looked at our pant job and said we were done and now we could clean up
and get out of there.  We packed up the truck and Phil turned down the
furnace and we headed home.  Well that is what I thought but then we pulled
up to a paint store and Phil told me to come inside.  We entered and really
couldn't believe this place it looked more like one of the clothing stores
at the mall but with paint on one side and clothes on the other.  Phil
walked over to the pants area and asked what size of pants did I wear and I
told me my waist but didn't have an idea of the length so we started to put
them up to my side to see what looked right and once we found some he told
me we could go in back and try them on.

We walked around to a door and entered it and there was just a big room and
Phil told me I could change here.  I thought he would leave and let me
change but he just stood there so I said what the hell and took off my
pants and started to put on the painter pants and Phil said that I was
carrying a big load in my underwear.  I looked down and said no that was
just my cock and balls.  We both laughed and I continued pulling on the
painter pants and they were a little long so Phil had me take them off and
he said he would be right back.

I waited there for a couple of minutes and Phil showed up with another pair
of pants and I tried them on and it fit perfect.  Phil told me to take them
off and we could buy a couple of pairs and asked what size shirt I wore, I
told him a medium.  He laughed and he told me to take off my shirt and he
would be back.  Again he returned with a t-shirt in his hands and told me
to try it on and it was a medium and it fit perfect.  Phil ran his hands
around my waist and then my chest and I asked what he was doing. He told me
to raise my arms and I did and he checked my body out again.

I was getting excited and my cock was starting to get hard in my pants and
Phil noticed.  I was hoping he didn't say anything but he did with just
whistling.  I was shocked but laughed a little bit to help with the
embarrassment. Phil said he was just checking to make sure the shirts fit
right; he wanted it just a little bit bigger so it didn't ride out of my
pants while doing people homes while they were there.  People thought that
to be unprofessional and complain about painters showing the moon or their
skin.  He said he didn't mind it but he had to think about his clients and
their wants and needs.  Again Phil ran his hands up and down my chest but
this time he let his hand to go all the way down to my crotch and he
grabbed my cock.  I jumped a little bit and Phil kept playing with it and
he had a smile on his face.  I let him continue and didn't say a word, he
kept running his hand up and down my cock and I was ready to blow my load
in my pants.

I think Phil knew this and didn't care but then he looked around and before
I knew it he pulled down my zipper and let my cock pop out and his hand
grabbed my cock, he didn't waste a minute, his mouth was on my cock sucking
it and I blew my load down his throat.  I grabbed his head and shoved all
of my cock in his mouth and Phil took it.  He sucked me longer and longer
and I was shaking like I was having a heart attack and then Phil let go of
my cock and let me relax.  I was relieved and shocked at the same time.
Here was this hot man and he just sucked my cock and took my load down his
throat.  Phil stood up and looked me in the eye and said that was nice and
he thinks he found the right size of shirt for me.  I said I think so also
and leaned forward and kissed him.  Phil started to pull away but then let
me kiss him and I could taste my cum.  Just then one of the staff came back
and asked if we needed any help.  Phil said no and we headed to the
register and put all the stuff on the counter.

Phil told the salesman to put it on his account and bill him.  Phil signed
the sheet and we headed back to his truck with all my clothes.  Phil took
me home and dropped me off; he said he would pick me up in the morning and
to be ready at 7am because we had a drive ahead of us to our job tomorrow.

Once I was in the house my father asked where I was all day and what did I
have in my hand.  I told him, and he said great now you can start earning
some money and get out.  I went to my room and stripped down so I could
take a shower and clean up some before dinner.  I was naked and grabbed my
robe then headed to the bathroom.  My dad was standing in the hall in just
in boxers, he asked where I thought I was going.  I told him I was going to
take a shower and then I would cook supper.  Dad said okay but not to lock
the door because he wanted to shave for a date that night.  I knew what he
meant and that was just going to a bar and fucking some whore in his car or
behind the dumpster.

I shut the bathroom door and started the water in the shower and grabbed a
towel and put it on the rack outside of the shower.  I opened the shower
door and stepped in, the water felt great and I started to clean up, the
hot water felt great against my skin and I was washing my face and heard
the bathroom door open and I knew dad was in the bathroom.  I didn't give
it another thought and continued to clean up.  The hot water slowed down
and that told me dad was filling the sink with water to shave.  I heard him
singing and I knew he was shaving at that time, he always sang the same
song everytime.  I didn't know what the song was but I bet you it was
played on the juke box at the bar all the time.

I heard the shower door open and dad slapped my ass and told me to hurry up
he was hungry or was I taking time for him to come in to fuck him.  I
yelled I would be out in a minute.  Dad pushed me against the wall and
pulled my hair back and said I knew better then to talk back to him.  Dad
slides his cock up my ass and started to fuck me.  It hurt at first but I
was used to it and didn't mind.  He kissed my neck and told me I was a good
bitch and I loved feeling his cock up my ass.  Dad continued to fuck me and
tell me how hot I was and how sexy my soapy ass looked and felt.

I knew how to answer him and I told him what a big cock he had and how I
loved feeling him fucking me like the whore I was.  That turned dad on more
and in a couple of seconds he bites my neck and shoved his cock all the way
up my ass, blowing all of his cum up my ass as far as possible.  Once dad
was done he pulled out and told me to hurry up and clean up, he was hungry.
Then he stepped out of the shower and dried off using my towel and left the
bathroom.  I hurried and finished my shower and cleaned out my ass of his
cum then stepped out of the shower and dried off.  I grabbed my robe and
headed to my room, I got dressed and went to the kitchen to cook whatever I
could find in the frig for supper.  I had just finished cooking when I went
to yell for dad and he came into the kitchen and eat dinner.  We had a
dining room but since it was just the two of us we ate in the kitchen.  Dad
smelled of bay rum aftershave and he finished his food and two cans of
beer.  Then he got up and said he would be home later and he better find
this kitchen mess cleaned up and got up.  Dad started out of the kitchen
and asked what time I had to leave for work.  I told him my boss would be
picking me up at 7am.  He looked at me and said I better have my alarm set
because he didn't have to work and he wasn't going to wake me up.

I said yes sir, and he went out the front door.  I cleaned up the kitchen
and turned on the television and watched some shows then figured I would
clean myself up and go to bed.  The next morning Phil picked me up and
asked where I got the hickey on my neck and told him my dad got carried
away last night.  Phil opened his eyes wide and asked if he was my lover
then why he wanted me out.  I said I wasn't his lover, just this bitch to
get his rocks off now and again and that was one reason I wanted out also.

Phil asked if I was gay or straight or bi, I told him that I was gay and
would love to get my own place and then find someone who wanted a
relationship and I didn't care how old they were well if they are a little
older than me or my age.  Phil said that I could move in with him again and
then I wouldn't have to worry about my drunk dad taking avenge of me.  I
thanked him again and told him that I didn't want to imposition him and
after I got a couple of checks I would find an apartment near him, so I
could walk to your house for work.

Phil said I wouldn't be an imposition and who knows we might become a
couple.  I looked at him and asked what he meant by that.  Phil said he
liked a nice piece of ass every so often and wanted someone to love, and it
would be great if it was someone who had an idea of what it took to do my
job and how hard it is sometimes.  He explained that his ex-wife thought
that he just slapped paint on a house and it wasn't that hard and it
shouldn't take as long as it did to do a job.  But that didn't stop her
from going shopping and spending what money he brought into the house.  She
spent more time at the stores then she did at home.  And then we would have
to entertain her friends and family all the time, and as for her cooking I
don't think she even knew the house had a kitchen in it moreless how to use
the appliances in it.

We both laughed and I said that would be great but I first wanted to be on
my own for a while and see what life was about.  We got to the job site and
started to work it was another empty house and being in February it was
cool outside still so the heat was set at 75 so the paint could dry fast.
We had to paint every room in the house and of course they were all going
to be white so people would be interested in buying the house.  I told Phil
I would start upstairs and he could start down stairs and we could have the
house done faster.  He said we first needed to walk around the house and
see what was all needed.  He just had a list of rooms that needed painted
and that was from the realtor and what the measurements of each room was.
That is how he bided the job.

So we went upstairs and started at one end of the house and checked what
rooms were on the list.  The first room was the master bedroom and I
wondered who the owner of the house was, because the room was painted
orange and it looked like shit to say the least.  Then the master bath is
painted purple.  Either the people were color blind or had a thing for
weird colors, or they used what paint they could get cheap.

Phil said we would have to paint the walls twice to cover these colors and
then we went to the next room on the list and it was painted yellow, so
that one would have to have two coats on it also.  Then we went to the
hallway bathroom and it was painted of all colors black.  I knew it would
take me some time to cover that color and Phil agreed.  I asked if we could
possible use some old color paint lighter first and then paint white over
that, Phil thought that was a great idea and said he had several cans of
tan paint and we could use that over any deep colors and then paint white
over that.  We headed down stairs and checked out what rooms he had there
to do.

The dining room was painted blood read and the kitchen was green and the
living room was painted what I would call baby shit green.  But we had a
half bath on the list that we were trying to find.  There it was in the
hallway and if the living room color wasn't enough the half bath was
painted a blue so deep that it looked almost like purple.  We both looked
at each other and laughed.  Phil said he had a couple of cans of tan but
not enough to cover all these walls.  We saw there was a basement on the
paperwork for anyone looking at the house so we decided to check it out and
there it was a pile of paint in the corner and we both said winner.  We
both had the same idea, we could take some of that paint and pour it in
with some white and make the color lighter and then paint the wall again
and then white.  It would take us some time but we had a week to get it
done.

Phil started to shake some of the cans to see how much paint and what
colors they were and we put the good ones to one side and the bad one to
another.  I went out to the truck and pick out all the cans of tan I could
find and there was only two so I grabbed them and then some empty cans and
one can of white.  I headed back into the house and was glad for the heat.
I didn't wear my coat so I was cold.  Phil brought some of the cans
upstairs and we decided what paint for what room.  We started to mix paint
and I took two cans upstairs and started to paint the master bath and once
I had one coat on it, I started on the bedroom.  Thank god we had enough
paint to cover all the walls and it looked a lot better even though they
weren't white.  Once I had the bedroom done, I went back downstairs and
grabbed some of the white paint and was headed upstairs again.  Phil
stopped me halfway up the stairs and asked what I wanted for lunch.

I told him anything that was edible except for chili.  Phil said he would
go out for lunch at 11:30 if he could find something good to eat in the
area moreless find a place nearby.  I continued upstairs and started with
the bathroom and got it all covered in white, with the sun coming in the
window I was what most people call snow blind after that and had to take a
minute and let me eyes adjust to the bedroom walls. I started to paint
those walls and before I knew it I was sweating my ass off with the heat on
and I took off my shirt and continued painting.  I just finished with the
walls when Phil entered into the room his shirt was off also and he was
only wearing his underwear at that time.  I started to laugh because he
looked so funny wearing his boxers, socks and shoes.  Phil asked what was
funny and I told him to look in the mirror and pointed at the wall.  Phil
asked why didn't I take the mirror off of the wall and I told him it was
glued there.  Phil looked at himself in the mirror and he laughed also, and
said I was right.  He then surprised me and dropped his boxer and said now
he looked good.  Now I had to admit he looked great to say the least and I
dropped to my knees and told him to come here and I would make him look
better and he walked over to me.  I took Phil's cock into my mouth and
started to suck him hard.  I ran my tongue up and down his 7 inch shaft and
tickled his balls; all I heard was moans of pleasure from Phil then.  I
took my time sliding all of Phil's cock down my throat but he wasn't going
to wait and he grabbed the back of my head and pushed all his cock down my
throat.  I started to gag on it but he didn't care, he was so horny now he
wanted to blow his load down my throat.

Phil increased the speed of his thrust in my mouth and I was enjoying the
taste of his cock and I reached down and undid my belt and pants, my cock
was in my hand and I was jerking my cock as fast as he was fucking my
mouth.  I stopped and pulled my mouth off of Phil's cock and asked if he
would fuck me.  Phil looked down at me and asked if I was really ready, and
I said yes and wanted to feel every inch of his cock up my ass.  Phil told
me to stand up and once I did he kissed me and while he was doing that his
hands were busy pulling down my pants and I could feel his finger looking
for my butthole.  We stopped kissing for a minute and Phil told me to lose
my pants and bend over and he would make me his bitch.  I didn't waste a
minute and I pulled my pants all the way down around my ankles and bent
over bearing my ass to Phil's cock.  I didn't know what to expect and
didn't know how much pain I would have but I wanted him in me and make me
scream my head off.

Phil spit in his hand and rubbed it all over his hard throbbing cock and
then spit on my asshole. He didn't waste a minute or tell me to be ready he
just stabbed his cock in my ass and didn't stop till all of his cock was
buried inside of my ass.  I let out a scream and Phil didn't care he just
started to fuck me and it was hurting like hell, but I didn't want him to
stop at all.  I was trying to relax and enjoy the feeling but the pain was
a lot and Phil kept on fucking me, he pulled my upper chest up and was
kissing on my neck and whispering in my ear how nice my ass felt, and how
tight I was and he was enjoying every stroke of his cock in my ass.  I told
him I didn't want him to stop but preyed the realtor didn't catch us
fucking in this house.  I heard another voice and it said to late for that.
I didn't have to turn my head because the guy walked in front of me and he
was naked.  I was shocked and happy at the same time.  The guy kissed me
and then pushed my head down and I saw his hard cock and took it in my
mouth and started to suck on it.  Phil was fucking my ass while this other
guy was filling my mouth with his cock, I wondered who would cum first and
that didn't take long because the realtor started to moan and groan then
unleashed his cum down my throat.  Just when he finished I felt Phil shove
every inch of his cock up my ass and then heard him let out a big loud moan
and I felt his load filling my ass.

Once Phil was done he let go of my waist and I started to fall down but
then straighten up and looked, there was Phil and the realtor kissing.  I
asked was all I got was two loads of cum and kept looking at both of them
and they stopped kissing and pulled me to them and started kissing all over
me.  I French kissed both of them and then they looked at each other and
one went to one side of my neck and Phil to the other, they both started to
give me a hickie and I didn't stop them.  It took them a couple of minutes
but both finished about the same time.  I thanked them both and Phil
introduced me to the realtor saying his name was Tom.  I put out my hand to
introduce myself but tom already knew my name and said Phil was right you
are hot.  I looked at Phil and he said Tom was one of his old lovers and
they were still good friends and still had benefits for each other besides
doing business together.  I said hi and Tom told us to get dressed and we
could all go out to eat and talk about another deal he had in the works.

We all three got dressed and hoped into Tom's car, we talked while on the
way to a Wendy's nearby and after getting our food we sat down and
continued to talk and eat.  Tom said that he was working on getting a farm
in the northern part of town and the whole outside needed painted and he
would need a quote on what that would cost. Phil asked if there was a barn
and if that needed to be included in the price also.  Tom said yeah, but we
wouldn't be able to work on it till later maybe in June or July.  Phil said
that would work because he had a lot of interiors to get done before he
could have his whole crew together on one big project.  Tom said he at
least needed Phil to go and take some measurements and get a price together
for him so he could come up with a price for the property and also needed
to know how long it would take to do the project.  Phil looked at me and
then back at Tom and said we could check it out in the morning if that
would work for him and then call him on his cell.  Tom said that would work
and we all finish eating our food and drinks, then we headed out to the car
and back to the job.  Once there Phil leaned into the driver's window and
gave Tom a kiss good bye and Tom left us.  Phil asked if I thought we could
get the job done today, I looked back at him and said I didn't think so
since we were gone for over an hour now.

Phil agreed and said we would finish what we could and then we could finish
the rest tomorrow.  I asked about the new possible job and Phil said we
could check it out in the morning that would give him some time to figure
out where it is and how long it would take to get there.  We both had to
agree the house was still hot and I asked Phil if I would be safe if I
finished painting in the nude. Phil smiled and said he couldn't promise
anything but the house was hot to him also.  I went upstairs and took off
my clothes and when on to the next room.  I laid the drop cloth and being
the bathroom and black I knew it would take two coats of the second color
before I could paint it white.  I covered what I could with the drop cloth
and started to paint the wall.  I decided to start with the wall that had
the sink and toilet figuring it would take longer due to all the cutting in
I would have to do.  I was right and all the cutting in took some time but
then I was able to paint the rest of the wall and started to cut in the
wall between the shower and toilet area.  I wish I could have put part of
the drop cloth into the shower but with the glass door it was impossible so
I just covered the floor and toilet and started to cut in the wall.

It hit me when I finished painting the wall that it would have been better
to paint in the shower first so when I was finished I could use the shower
to rinse off all the sweat that was covering my body.  I was right because
once I finished the shower I was covered in sweat to say the least it was
rolling in my eyes and I could feel it dripping and running down my back.
But I still had another wall to do and around a closet door.  I was
thinking it was a towel closet or a small closet for robes or something.  I
opened the door and saw it was just a regular storage closet and it had
bars of unused soap and shampoo and towels inside of it.  The walls inside
of it were painted bright pink.  I was going to empty it and paint it but
thought I would ask Phil first.  I yelled down stairs and told Phil what I
found and asked him what I should do and he said forget it and move on.  I
went back in and shut the door and was picking up the drops when the door
opened.  Phil entered and was standing there looking at me bent over. He
was admiring my ass but then asked where the closet was.  I turned around
and told him it was behind the door and he came in and shut the door.  I
saw his cock was semi hard, and he opened the closet door and looked
inside.  He saw what soap and towels were in there and said that he could
use those in his house.  I told him we could take them if the realtor
didn't mind and laughed at my statement.  Phil said to remind him when we
were ready to leave and we would take it all with us.  I asked about Tom
and Phil said he can take whatever is left in a house if he wanted it.

I said okay and went back to picking up the drops and Phil told me to stop
that or he would have to rape my ass.  I said it wasn't rape if the person
was willing and we both laughed.  Phil left the bathroom and said I didn't
need to paint the walls white in there because the tan looked great in
there and it was pale enough that it looked close to white and Tom would
accept that.  I said great now the paint can dry and we have a shower we
could use to clean up in.  Phil said then we would leave a towel and a bar
of soap.

I walked out of the bathroom with Phil and asked what room he wanted done
next.  Phil had to think a minute and asked how much longer I wanted to
work today and how long I figured it would take us tomorrow.  I said that
if wall the rooms went this fast that we could have it all done by 2 the
next day if we were not at the other place to long.

Phil agreed with me and said he was almost finished with the downstairs and
if we only had two more bedrooms and the hallway to do it wouldn't take us
that long tomorrow.  So he told me to cut in the hallway and he would be up
when he was done and we could go home after that.  I started to lay the
drop cloth and Phil went back downstairs and I started to cut in hallway.
I was done with one side when Phil came back up and we packed up for the
day and grabbed what towels and soap was in the bathroom closet and headed
home.  Phil asked if I could load the truck with the measuring wheel and a
notebook and pencil and pen just in case so we could take off fast in the
morning.  I did and when I got back inside Phil had the address typed into
his computer and it came up with the house and directions.  It looked like
a nice house and I could see the barn in the back ground and it was good
size to say the least.  The house was a typical farm house white with a red
trim around the windows and knew that wouldn't take long to repaint from
the picture but the red barn was two or maybe three different shades of
red.  I knew it would take the longest of them to do.  Phil printed up the
directions and it stated the trip mileage for a round trip and we could see
it would take us an hour and half to get there and then another hour an
half to get to the other house.

Phil said he would pick me up earlier than normal because it was going to
take us some time to get there and back and he needed to get the other
house done.  I said okay and started to leave but then Phil asked if I
wanted to spend the night and we could leave from his place, and grabbed my
arm and pulled me to him and gave me a big kiss.  I thanked him but told
him we needed to not rush things.  Phil said okay and let me leave.

The next morning Phil was there an hour earlier and we headed to the farm
house and it was vacated.  That was great so we wouldn't have people asking
why we were there or anything like that.  But I couldn't see any houses
near us and we drove probably half a mile or so from the main road so heck
we could probably have sex in the yard and no one would see us.  We were
take our measurements of the main house last and we heard a car pull up and
we headed to the front of the house, we both thought it was the realtor but
instead it was a cop car and an officer got out of the car and asked why we
were there and we told him.  He was hot to say the least but his aftershave
was so strong I was about to gag on just the smell of it.  Phil asked if we
were in any trouble and the officer said no but said that he had to make
sure we didn't steal anything from the barn and would have to check it out.
We walked with him and once inside he kept grabbing his crotch while he
walked around and was checking everything.  Phil asked if everything was in
order and told him that we didn't even go inside the barn, we were just
measuring the outside of the buildings and coming up with a figure for
painting it for the realtor that was getting the property.

The officer was in front of us and he turned around his cock was hanging
out of his pants and he said that he would be fine with us on the property
if we took care of him.  Phil looked at me and we both just decided it was
the fastest way to get out of there so we started to take off our clothes
and once naked we dropped to our knees and started to suck his cock
together.  The officer was moaning and groaning and his cock was harder
than hell.  I knew we were about to make him blow his load because he was
getting off on having two men suck his cock tougher and then we both pulled
away and Phil offered my ass to him and before the officer could say a work
Phil started to rim my ass getting it nice and wet then he slide one of his
fingers in my ass and I started to moan.  I felt like a slut but also the
excitement of having a stranger fuck me was really getting me hard and
having Phil offering up my ass was really getting me hard.  The officer was
hesitate but then Phil went up to him and kissed him, then told me how nice
and tight I was and yesterday was the first time I had a cock in my virgin
ass.

The officer didn't hesitate then he walked up and slide his cock in my ass
and started to fuck me silly and it was great, yea it hurt a little bit but
he really didn't have that big of a cock and it was skinny too.  Phil was
running his hands up and down the officers chest while telling him how
great he looked fucking my tight ass and how much he must like my tight ass
wrapped around his hard and throbbing cock.  It was about three minutes
later the officer was shooting his load up my ass.  Phil asked if he liked
it and then he asked if he minded him fucking me also, the officer said
that would really be hot and Phil lined his cock up with my ass and slide
it in.  I was happy the officer cum lubed up my ass for his cock and Phil
fucked me and I started to moan and peg for more and I could see the
officer was getting hard again and I opened my mouth and he knew what I
meant and put his cock in my mouth and started to fuck it while Phil fucked
my ass.  Phil got excited more and shot his load in me and the officer
pulled out of my mouth and went to my rear and started to fuck me again.
He shot his second load while Phil had his tongue buried in the officer's
ear.

Once he was done the officer put his cock back into his pants and told us
that we needed to get our measuring done and leave the property and next
time we needed to let his office know that we were going to be there.  We
put back on our clothes and then headed outside the barn and thanked the
officer and Phil asked for his number so we could call beforehand and then
asked for his private number in case we wanted him to join us.  I could see
this cock twitch in his pants and he gave his persona number to Phil.  We
were walking back to the main house and the officer hoped into his car and
left.  We finished our measurement and left soon after that.  I told Phil
how I loved what happened but was also scared about the situation, and Phil
agreed but he thought he knew the officer, and I had to tell him how I
needed a shower now because I could still smell his aftershave on me.  Phil
said we could shower at the house and he said he hated the aftershave the
cop was wearing but he knew he thought it made him more of a man and that
was way it was so strong and why he was wearing so much.  We talked about a
couple of other things and soon were at the paint job and we entered the
house and stripped off our clothes and headed for the shower.  I grabbed a
bar of soap and the only towel that we left and hopped into the shower and
washed off.

Once done Phil and I started to working on the hallway and before long we
had it done and was onto the bedrooms that were left.  It was just before
two when we finished and Phil said we could shower again, and then pack
everything up and leave.  We showered and of course we fucked in the shower
and then rinsed off, we dressed and packed up everything of ours and headed
home.

Phil called Tom and told him what happened at the farm house and that he
would have a price for him in a couple of days.  Phil said he was going to
order us a pizza since we didn't get a lunch break and there was no and's
about it.  I said okay and we eat the pizza and talked for a while and then
I left.  Phil said I had the weekend off and he would pick me up on Monday
at the usual time unless he called before then.  I said okay and just after
walking out the door I realized I didn't have phone yet and turned around
to tell Phil but then Phil's front door opened and he said he figured out
that I didn't have a phone so if he didn't show up my nine then there was
no work for us.  I said okay and left again, Phil shut his front door; I
walked home and enjoyed my weekend off.  Monday Phil didn't show up and I
knew I had the day off and enjoyed it also.  Tuesday Phil showed up and we
worked on another house and they homeowners were home while we did our
work.  Phil said he came up with the paint job price and called Tom about
it and now it was up to Tom if we got the paint job or not.  We continued
working on different interior jobs then when he started to warm up we did
several outside paint jobs but we had a heat wave coming and Phil decided
that we needed to get as many jobs done before that day came up and we had
to work outside in a heat wave.

It was July 4th and Phil was hosting a cook out for his employees and their
families when his phone rang and it was Tom and he said we had the farm
house paint job and needed us to start on it ASAP.  Phil came out and told
us all and this was the first time I got to meet all the rest of his crew
and their team leader.  Phil said that we would do the farm house and his
other crew would do the barn.  He said we would start on Monday and to
dress for the weather.  So that meant wear shorts and light tee-shirts and
be ready to get hot.  Now he would have to call the paint store and order
as much red paint as he could get, and prayed that would last the whole
barn, because the less paint he used the better the savings and profit he
would make.  And the more we would make in our profit sharing program.  It
was great that Phil was hosting the cookout due to one main fact, he had an
in ground pool and the temperature of the day was getting in the high
nineties and we were all sweating are butts off.  We were pushing each
other in the pool to cool off and I got to see all the guys running around
in their swimsuits. The only bad part was the really hot ones had wives and
a couple of kids. So that meant only one thing they were straight and I
knew I would never see what was in their pants moreless get to suck or ride
it.

Being the 4th the paint store was closed but Phil left a message that he
would be there in the morning around ten am and he was going to need at
least fifty gallons or better of red paint for the barn and then 30 gallons
of white for the main house and two gallons for the trim.  Phil told Jack
the leader of the main group of painters that he was expecting him at the
paint store in the morning to put the red paint in his van and we would
start the farm on Monday, otherwise he and his crew had the whole weekend
off.  Everyone was happy hearing both of the great news and we all jumped
into the pool and we took Phil in with us.  Now Phil wasn't dressed for
swimming but he didn't care.  We were all happy about the news, with the
way business was going we wanted a great big paint job and get rid of all
the small jobs.

Monday came fast and I used Phil's cell phone and called the police station
near the farm house and told them we would be painting the farm house and
barn, the property had a name and I told them what it was and they said
thanks, this way if they got a call from someone about people being over
there they could tell them it was painters.  I decided to be nosey and
asked who and how did anyone see us up at the house.  The police officer
said that it was one of the neighbors who saw us turn off the main road and
head up the dirty road to the house.  They knew the house was vacant and
saw the for sale sign and was just watching it.  I told them to just pass
the word on and we would be there for a week or so.

Once I was done I hung up and Phil thanked me for calling because he forgot
and now we didn't have to worry about the police coming and getting in our
way.  We arrived at the house and the van with the rest of the crew was
behind us.  Phil told them to start on the barn and get all the ladders up
and start painting before it got to hot.  The sun was just coming up and
Phil and I started on the house we covered what brushes and plants with
drop cloths and put up our ladders, I hated two story house's and this one
was actually three stories but the third floor was only on two sides the
other two were roof windows.  We decided the fastest way to get the high
stuff was actually hang from ropes off the roof and do it that way.  I
started down one side and Phil the other and before you knew it we had the
upper floor done and we could do the windows and then continue on the
second story.  It took us an hour to get the third floor and that included
around the windows which didn't have shutters which were painted red and so
it was really easy.

We got down to the ground and climbed the ladders and started on both of
the big sides and was getting them done faster than we thought we would but
the heat was starting up and we were starting to sweat.  I didn't care and
throw off the shirt and continued to paint. I looked over my shoulder to
see how the guys were doing on the barn and they had their shirts off also
but were kicking butt to say the least.  Phil yelled that it was brake time
and everyone climbed down from the ladders and we all headed to a nice
shady spot near the house.  But Phil and Jack head to the van and pulled
out two coolers and said here some cold beer just don't get drunk.  We all
grabbed a beer and headed back to sit down in the shade, Phil and jack
looked at everyone and there we sat with our shirts of and sweat on our
bodies.  Phil said that he had brought sandwiches for everyone and we would
eat here so we can get more work done in a day then if we went out to eat.
He also told us that on the last day he would bring a grill and we could
cook out.  But if anyone wanted to bring their own lunch that was fine
also.  As the day went on the heat was getting worse and worse, my pants
and underwear were soaking wet and I was only about three fourths of the
way done.  There was another break called and we all went to the close's
shady spot and I could see most of the other guys pants soaked with sweat
and Phil's was the same also.

I made the statement that I wish I could strip off all my clothes and paint
in the nude, so my crotch wasn't a swimming pool for my nuts to swim.  Phil
heard me and asked if everyone felt that way and he saw everyone nod their
heads and he said that he would check and if it was okay then tomorrow if
we wanted to do it in the nude come late afternoon we could, but today we
will stop by 3 and go home so we don't get sick from the heat.  It was
about two hours later and everyone heard Phil yell the time and everyone
got their stuff together and put it in the barn for the night. We grabbed
our shirt and loaded up in the van and truck and headed home. On the way
home Phil threw me his cell phone and told me to first call the realtor Tom
and asked if he was going to show the house to anyone this week and if so
what day and time but if not and then someone calls to see it can you call
us first, so we can make everything look nice. Tom said that was okay with
him. Then I was told to call the police and see if anyone can see us from
the road or anywhere else, and if they were going to send an officer out
could they call us first so we could be ready for them.  They said they had
no problem with calling us and that no one can see the house from any view
point except from a plane.  But they asked the million dollar question, why
were we asking that question and I told them that we keep feeling someone's
eyes on us and that we were getting really hot and we just wanted to make
sure no one could see us encase one of our painters gets a wild hair and
strips naked to paint.  Just to cover our butts.  The cop on the phone
laughed and said we were okay so don't worry, and if that problem happens
it is fine.

The next day we packed an extra two coolers of ice so we could use it to
help cool off and some towels too.  We all met at the farm house and
started painting.  Phil and I was kicking butt to get the job done but that
was because it was still cool but as the heat started we slowed down and
then we ran into the problem of the shutters and had to change paint color.
We didn't want to go back up and paint all the shutters as the last thing
so we took a small can of red paint with us and we did the shutter while we
were there.  This took us a little longer but with a small can you had to
use a smaller brush and that was the holdup.  But my shirt went to the
ground about two hours after we started and by lunch time I was ready to
shuck my pants and underwear.  Just went I was ready to throw off my pants
Phil called Lunch and we climbed down from the ladder and headed to the
shade.  We marked the shady spot by parking the van and truck under the
tree that gave the most shade.

Again Phil pulled out two coolers one with sandwiches and the other with
beer.  We all ate and some of the guys were in the boxer shorts and we had
to laugh at first then I commented on how I was about ready to go nude due
to the heat.  Phil laughed and several of the other guys said they were
nude behind the barn as it was.  I said that I would be that way in a
little bit myself when we started painting the house again.  We started
painting again and I would say in 45 minutes I was nude and painting, and I
heard some whistling at me and I just laughed at it and continued
painting. I ran out of white paint and had to get down off the ladder to
refill, I had refilled half of my can when around the corner came Phil and
he was nude also.  He came up to me and gave me a quick kiss and asked if I
was done refilling because he needed some white also.  I told him yeah and
he started filling his can, just then we heard a yell of Phil's name and we
both looked towards the barn and there was two of the other guys walking up
and they were in the nude also.  It was mark and john and they asked how
long we were going to be painting today and if by chance was the water for
the farm still running or where the well was.  They wanted to dunk their
heads in a bucket of water.

Phil told them that he didn't know the answer to any of their questions and
they were allowed to check and see if the water was still turned on or see
if they could find the well if there was one.  We went home soon after that
and to tell you the truth we drove with me naked in the front seat until I
was completely cooled down from the air conditioner. Phil had on his pants
and he said he could cool down fine dressed but loved to see me nude.  The
next day we were at it again but this time before we started Phil told us
that the well was covered and the water was turned off but we could dip
towels in the cooler and get them wet with ice water.  According to the
weather channel on the radio that morning it was going to be hotter than it
had been all week.  So some of us decide to just start off nude and enjoy
the cool air while we could.  Phil had no trouble with it and he asked Jack
when they were going to be done with the barn.  Jack said it would have
been yesterday but they have the trouble of the paint drying faster in the
heat then he liked.  But he said it would be done possible by today
depending on the heat.

Phil said that we would have the house done today and we would be able to
give a hand so we could get the job done.  Phil and I had most of the house
done and we were just finishing up with all the trim on the first floor. We
had so many shutters to paint it was taking us forever to get them done.  I
had most of the front windows done and still had three or four more sets to
get done and I'd be finished.  I went fast but did my usual great job and
was finished before Phil, I walked over to his side and he was up on the
ladder painting the top of the last set of shutters and it hit me then to
paint his butt cheeks so I grabbed the brush out of my can and started on
his left cheek and then his right.  Phil asked if I was done and I said
yes.  We both laughed and he said he just finished and was headed down the
ladder.  He looked at me and the while I was looking deep in his eyes he
brushed my cock with his paint brush.  I looked down and saw what he did
and we laughed again.

Phil said we needed to go and help the others so we could get this damn
paint job finished and we headed over to the barn.  The midday sun was
beating down on all of us and all the crew was naked and sweat was dripping
off of their bodies, Phil was starting to get an erection and I was
also. But again I was wanting to have all of the guys fuck the shit out of
me and have my ass full of their cum.  Heck it was so hot a hot cum shower
would have felt great but I knew the cum would dry so fast I would have to
have a pool of it to really enjoy it.  But I saw all the nude men and my
cock jumped to attention.  Phil walked over to jack who was bent over
filling his brush with more paint and without thinking he slide his finger
over his butthole and drove it in. Jack jumped up and looked around and saw
it was Phil and didn't say a word but gave him a kiss and I was shocked to
say the least but was also enjoying it a lot.  Phil asked jack what else
needed done and jack said that they needed to do the doors yet and they
would be done.  I said that would be the last thing to do since they were
so big and they dried so fast that they were afraid that the paint would
peel if they didn't wait till the morning to do them.

I asked why he thought that and Jack said that the paint was drying so fast
it wasn't getting to soak in and the doors needed the paint to soak in
because they were dry and the old wood needed the paint to keep it good.
Phil asked if the rest of the barn was done and jack said that they could
stop if that was all that needed done but he wanted to walk around the barn
and check it out to make sure.  We all three started down the side of the
barn and we saw how nice the barn looked and the paint all matched this
time even with it drying to fast.  We turned the corner and there were two
of the guys on the ground sucking each other's cocks and we stood there and
watched.  Those two were having a great time in the shade and from the view
I saw they were enjoying sucking on those nice cocks.  I couldn't blame
them both of the cocks looked great and I wanted to join them, hell I
wanted to suck them both at the same time.  I know it makes me sound like a
whore but I was so horny I didn't care.  We stood there for a couple of
minutes and then Phil said, is this what I'm paying you guys for?  The guys
stopped and got up and apologized for what they were doing but said they
were overtaken from the heat of the day.

Phil and Jack laughed and I just winked at them.  We walked by and Phil
told them if they were done painting then clean up their brushes and
buckets we would be calling it a day.  We went around the next corner and
there was two more of the guys bent over cleaning their tools for the day
and Phil looked at that side of the barn and noticed a couple of spots that
needed touched up.  Jack noticed them too and told the guys to touch up the
areas and then they could clean up.  They started to say something and Phil
took his paint brush and slapped their faces and told them if they wanted
more to open their mouths again and he would pour this bucket over their
heads.  They shut up and refilled their brushes and started to fix their
mistakes.  Jack showed the all the spots they missed and told them to do
the job right or don't do the job at all. Then he smacked their ass's and
told them if they keep making mistakes like this he would have to fuck them
harder next time.

I took it as a joke but they said if he fucked them right the first time
they wouldn't make these mistakes in the first place.  Jack walked up to
the first guy and grabbed his cock and balls and gave them a jerk and the
guy leaned over and gave him a kiss.  Jack stuck out his tongue and they
French kissed.  This was a real shock to me since I saw the guy at the
barbeque with his wife and three kids.  And here he was French kissing his
boss; it was shocking and exciting at the same time.  Then jack went to the
second guy and grabbed his ass and pulled him up to him and gave him a
French kiss also.  Phil told them all there was time for that when all the
work was done or at least when we are done for the day.  We continued on
down the side of the barn and got to the front.  Jack was right and the big
doors were the only thing not painted. And we looked at the wood and could
see how dry the wood was and I knew what he meant by the paint needed to be
absorbed into the wood to save it.  Phil said that we could call it a day
and tomorrow we would finish it.  All the guys got their stuff inside the
barn and were laughing about how much paint they had on their bodies and
how they were going to explain it to their wives.  One guy said that he
would just go down in his basement and would shower down there and his wife
wouldn't see his body and what she doesn't see she doesn't know about. They
all saw how Phil and I was painted and laughed with some dirty comments.  I
laughed and said that I'm a canvas and they can paint me with their cum if
they wanted.  But we all can have paint to start it off.  Phil said that
his important part isn't painted and it loved to get painted with spit and
a tight ass.

Several of the guys agreed with that, and Tom said he knew that for sure
and leaned over and kissed Phil again. Well before I knew it we were all
going at it kissing and sucking and fucking and I was on my hand and knees
taking a cock up my ass and one down my throat.  It was the ending of a
great day to say the least.  I have worked with several of the guys on
small jobs and then we have taken care of large jobs as a group, and sex
happened in some of the cases but not all the time.  We all were getting
dressed when the realtor told us that the house was sold and told the cop
that the client was going to have a moving company to take all the stuff
out of the house and sending it all to a charity store to sell everything.
Phil asked if there was a way that I could get some of the furniture for my
apartment and he said he would have to call the new owners and see.  Phil
told him to do so and see what they said.  The realtor did and the client
said they didn't have any problem with that but please don't take any of
the large kitchen appliances. Like the refrigerator or stove.

I knew we didn't have any room in the van or trucks for any place we didn't
want to ruin any of it, Phil asked the cop if there was a van renting lot
and he said just down the road.  Phil and I went and got a small truck and
the realtor unlocked the house and we moved out the living room furniture
and the bedroom furniture, two televisions, a microwave, and dishes and
bath towels.  Some of the paintings and etc.  We filled the truck and
headed home.  I hope you like the story and let me know shot me a comment
and possible of what you did while reading it.

Thanks
Bob
Rab2161@yahoo.com