“Well, she’s not the friendliest girl I’ve ever met, but she is clean and she doesn’t snore, well at least not real loud.” Now we both laugh...d.“Listen, if you’re done with that book let’s go get a cup at the campus shithouse.”I frowned. “Where?”“The campus coffee house.”I closed my book.Angela and I became fast friends. She was bright and beautiful and so full of energy. She got me into jogging in the mornings and dance in the afternoon. Soon I was losing my summer vacation bulge and toning up. Nobody in their right mind would build a place like that and forget to include a cellar. It took some work with a flashlight, a screwdriver and some persistence to find a trap door next to the wall at the end of the kitchen counter. I had to use water and a broom to scrub clear the seams and find the lift ring. Once I found it, I ruined a butter knife getting the decades of crap out of the seams. A rope and a hefty tree branch helped me get it open. I stuck my nose down there with my flashlight. Dan took me over to his lawn mower and watched as I filed a new edge on the mower blades. Once he was satisfied that I really knew my way around his lawn care equipment, he and Frank left. He told me that they'd be back at around eleven thirty or twelve, saying that this should give us plenty of time to get things done before they gave us a ride over to the next job. I wasn't so sure. I'd never mowed and edged such a large lawn before. There were about fifteen trees on the front lawn too, and. I kept a fairly fast pace as I approached her trailer. I glanced over and smiled when I saw her sitting in the sun reading a book. She looked up, returned the smile and gestured for me to come over. I jogged across the street and slowed my pace once I saw that she was wearing just a bikini top and loose fitting short shorts. She sat almost upright in her lounge chair with her feet up and her legs parted. Her shorts hung loosely from her inside thigh allowing a nice view of her trimmed pussy. My.