She had worn a flowy skirt, thinking it’d keep her cool. But she’d been watching the tan Cuban mechanic working on the cars in the garage, and she...was starting to doubt that the heat wave was the only thing making her sweat. It was like choreography, the fluidity of his work. Sliding in and out from underneath the cars, blindly grabbing the right tools, grease marking his strong arms where he’d rolled up his sleeves and streaks on his neck where he had wiped away sweat. She was mesmerized. She. She wanted no excuses for tracking up her sparkling clean house! Just then, I heard a noise behind me and froze. As I slowly turned around, my worst fear was realized. Standing behind me was my brother Karl, with a great big grin on his face! "Morning, pussy boy! I'm amazed you actually made it back to the farm. Oh, you should know the whole family--and the whole town know you've been spending the night servicing cock. Father never wants to see your pretty boy face again. He's left it up to. "John is a wonderful kisser, Gail. Please help yourself."Gail knew the youngsters hadn't enough life experience to know how daft was this entire situation. She scolded herself again and forced herself to go with the flow. She knew she would never suffer someone's condemnation again. She owed her last bit of obedience to Elizabeth. She would do as she had been bidden. Gail moved in and planted her own kiss on John's lips. She opened her eyes and found him gazing back into her own with a look of. This all takes place the summer before my senior year. As many people this age, a part time job is a must if you want some extra spending money. I got offered a job by a family friend on a small farm to just be an extra hand and help out as needed. The pay was great and seemed almkst to good to be true but as the days progressed I found out why! The first few days were pretty typical and the work was def hard and it was very hot and sweaty. Bob was a stocky guy and was about 6 foot tall and.