I slid off, reached into the bedside drawer and grabbed a bottle of lube. I straddled him again, only this time I faced away from him. Opening the lub... I squirted some into my hand and then rubbed it onto his cock. I handed him the bottle and he put some on his finger and began to rub it around my asshole. He teased me with his finger much the way I had him earlier. Slowly, he worked his finger in and out, stretching my rosebud. I moaned, rocking my hips, pulling his finger deeper inside my hot. We jus' was wantin' to ask ye somethin'."The youngsters appeared to be in their early teens. Will had seen them around, but hadn't talked to them much. He had been impressed with them, however. Every time he had seen them, they had been working."What can we do for you young fellers?" Frank asked them.The less shy one answered, "We was just wonderin' if'n you needed some help. Now that all the buildin' cabins is done for a spell, we'd kinda like to learn how to work with metal, like you do. Me. " That was before my time," she said, sipping a clear cocktail."I was up here a few months before we started the project when we were scouting out the property and looking for trades people. Dad said it reminded him of the old east end beer parlours in Vancouver." I've never been in one of those, but I've heard stories," she grinned."Yeah, well, you haven't missed anything."It was then that the band returned and within a couple of minutes, conversation was next to impossible without raising. As I stood looking into the mirror, I couldn’t help but wondered who this woman in the mirror was. When I first met Roy, I was the chief finance officer of an inter-stellar company while he was a space shuttle technician. I was traveling to Mars and he was the technician on the shuttle. A low cost shuttle, space was tight and we met. It was just a bad match. I was 1.9m tall with blond hair and bright green eyes whereas Roy top at 1.65m and was kind of plumb. I even briefly flirted with the idea.