I wasn’t a girly girl, so I had no panty hose with me to make a makeshift belt, if that even really worked! I darted back into the truck and slammed...the door, rain dripping off of my nose and hair, soaking the interior. I growled in frustration and reached for my phone. No service. Great, wasn’t this just the perfect scenario for a horror movie? I lay my head against the headrest and thought hard. What could I do? There was no way I’d be able to walk thirty miles by dark, and I was NOT walking. The first step had been taken on the journey that both of them fervently believed would last forever. Since beginning her job, Donna had willingly worked long hours for Mrs. Ortiz without ever asking for any extra time off, so her employer had no problem letting her take that afternoon for such an important personal errand. Once the license had been secured, they had no need to return to work, and there was nothing they really had to do that day, but there was something they very much wanted. “You can do your homework later, now enjoy. No one here to object.”While I reached for a roll, another woman came in. She wore a black dress and a white apron. Her flaxen hair was braided and wound up into sweet roll shaped buns to each side of her head. Unlike the other woman of the tanneries, I knew her and had seen her before, her name was Raghild and she was one of the chambermaids of my stepmother. She was maybe sixteen or eighteen and she always had a good word for me, of course only when. "Breasts," she said. "Will you show me your cock now?" Yes!" said Ruth, without thinking about it.His hands reached for his shorts and his thumbs engaged the elastic. He paused. The look on her face gave him courage, though, and he pushed. It felt silly to leave them around his thighs, so he just kept pushing and then used his feet to get them off. He lay on the bed, not knowing what to do with his hands. His cock almost lay on his belly, but bobbed a little bit, too stiff to lay down flat..