Darkness had already fallen, but she saw the large hulking figure waiting by the tree where she had left the bicycle. She turned and started toward th... wagons, hoping to hide until she could somehow find a way to sneak past them. However, that avenue of escape also lay blocked by one of the carnival brutes. She turned and ran toward the other line of wagons.She winced as she heard the cheering and applause as the three spectators had obviously cashed in their tickets and were extracting their. "You did a good job," I said, looking up at her."Thank you," she answered, moving away. "Let's get ready to go." Go? It's too early. Let's wait until it cools off out there."She was going through her bag, pulling out running gear. Did she know that the way she was bending over was giving me an erection? "Sammy, we agreed that we were going to run. Get ready and let's go." I don't think you realize how hot it is. Anyway, I didn't finish inspecting the job you did." You said it was a good job,". ”Mom headed for town and I walked slowly out to the pump house to see how Mr. Simmons was coming along. He had been there most of the day working on our water pump for the well. The pump was in a small shed we referred to as the pump house. It was about ten feet square with just a door in front and no windows. I knew it would get very hot in there in the summer because we would hide there to smoke cigarettes.I knew Mr. Simmons would be thirsty so I mixed up a large glass of iced tea to take out. After leaving the restaurant she again slipped onto the seat of the pickup with me sliding in beside her and daddy driving next to her. They pulled in the school parking lot and I was out the door and meeting Pam. Mom slid out, thankful I had left quickly as her skirt slipped up and exposed her graffiti-covered pussy as she left the vehicle. Upon sliding out and standing on her feet she quickly pulled her skirt down and looked around to hopefully see no one watching her.As I entered the school.