Almost in slow motion, her left middle finger touched the flying ball and deflected it just wide. The crowd screamed and the Rams defense cleared the ...all. M.J. looked at Coach Benson and they nodded to each other. Play stopped with about 2 minutes to go with a free kick for the Rams in their defensive zone. M.J. ran to the sidelines and threw off her scrimmage vest and gloves, yelling to Coach Benson to send Marta in. She ran toward the goal, and the coach called Sarah off the field. It was do. I mean live out here alone. My father passed away last summer.”“I’m so sorry to hear that, Donna. I wish we could have ... I don’t know. Been of some help. This is a big place to take care of by yourself,” I said.“I appreciate the thought, Jacob. I love the place and don’t mind taking care of it. Dad built it twenty years ago for him and Mom to retire here. They always loved being remote. I was a late life baby for them. Mom didn’t make it past my high school years. I was raised out here and. She needed to find the next green flag as she was hungry. She got upand dusted herself, then she squatted and peed and went back into the growth.She went halfway in and started moving sideways, hoping it would lead to anopening. She figured she had to go at least six feet as that was the length ofthe pit. Once she got that far she bumped into a tree. She went around the treeand looked at her ankle bracelet. Still green. Good, she said to herself andfollowed the uncleared path between a cluster. I suggested the back row and she seemed quite happy with that and soon after the lights went down I had my hand on her thigh. She didn’t stop me and I was soon sliding her skirt up stroking her thigh. She seemed engrossed in the film but to my surprise she opened her legs allowing me to get to the top. I gasped, she chuckled quietly; the randy bitch had no panties on.What had been intended as a casual grope had now given me a raging hard on and it was trapped in my trousers. Her eyes still.