Chapter 1182 Working At A Hucow Farm(Fetish):>Ep21

• I pulled my cardigan tighter around me as I walked down the road in the newly constructed housing estate. The sun hung low in the sky as the evening chill rose up. The wind cut into me, unimpeded by the frames of houses.
• Only a few were being worked on. The builders of others had already headed home for the day. Up ahead I could hear voices calling to each other.
• A small radio blared music across the worksite as the builders carried planks of timber around. Their muscles bulged along their backs as they carried such heavy amounts. My eyes lingered on them for longer than I wanted to admit. I was here for something else.