Mad Bull was getting tired and couldn’t manage a respectable buck. Gay sex They might as well have been married. And Vince only now realized how much of a betrayal that was on his part.He made a big deal out of assessing the bulls to cover his sense of guilt. . Roy had done the full twenty and in style. The chute opened and Mad Bull charged out and immediately started bucking.“Never seen a bull jump that high,” Vince said. Meet you at the bull pen in about an hour.”“OK, but you aren’t—?”“I’ll meet you later,” Vice said, setting his stance and nearly glaring at Cal, daring him to fill out that sentence. I don’t mind bein’ riled. He was smoking a cigar.“Shut the door,” he barked. I need to be fucked. “Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one,” he intoned, and then he fired off up his flat belly. His fists were locked behind Roy’s neck and his ankles were on Roy’s shoulders. We won’t be on the same basis.”“We’ll do what we have to do,” Vince said.
