Monday was red, Tuesday was blue, etc. They appreciated it, and became walking billboards in the community.They voted, and worked nine hours a day Mon...ay through Thursday, and four hours on Friday, If we were behind, which was almost all the time, they could work all day on Friday, but never on Saturday. Most all took advantage of the overtime unless they had family business. You got a party on your birthday, and could take a day off with pay or take the extra money. And we always got them a. I notice her small nod in agreement. I have told you about possible sexual self pleasure.I assume you have started that and it got you carried away in your behaviour, isn't it?I notice her nod, but want a vocal answer from her. Yes Sir, I started to try right away.I see how her eyes shine with memories which make her more wet and hot, nipples very hard.I see! Let me see how you like to do that! Right here in front of me. Show it all to me!No Sir, it's too ... Lost in thoughts for a few seconds. You can tell she was freshly fucked hair all over the place and out of breath she told me to go and start outside with the garden to mow the lawn and sort out the garage while he showered. So I went outside and mowed the lawn and was getting started on the garage when my aunt calls me and asks me would I like a cold drink which I kindly accepted. So I went inside but before I had the drink I really needed to go to the toilet (number 1) so I went to the toilet and you smell the fruity shampoos. Let me tell you about Andrea. She was about 4’11”, blonde with green eyes. She had the fairest skin. She was around 104lbs so she was a well-shaped petite woman. She was working between her senior year of high school and starting college in the Fall. The reason I titled this story the “good girl,” is because she came from a very strict, religious family. Hair was worn long, make-up forbidden and no revealing clothes. She was pretty enough that her beauty shone through anyway. We did the.