Unlike the first three, he ignored her as he concentrated on guiding the lumbering tank through the tree and bush covered Savannah land. The heat and ...he stink of the aged diesel was making Mary a little sick at her stomach though she tried to hide it from these men who were staring at her so intently. This was the first time she had ever seen a tank up close, let alone rode on one. She was much more use to shooting at tank hulks on the practice range. She hated those tank hulks; they were. But Uncle Bob had seen me in my panties.So I decided a T shirt and panties could become my “summertime” pajamas.We fixed the fence on a Tuesday. I wore my new PJs on the following Thursday night.I had no reason to show them to him. We normally just went to bed when it got late. We didn’t engage in the “Good night [so and so]” thing, or do good night hugs, or any of that. Usually, both of us were tired and after supper we just took a shower and went to bed. Both of us read in bed, but I never. I slip 2 fingers into her. She was soaked already. I could tell she wanted it. She was so wet I slid in a third amd forth finger into her. I worked them in and out of her slowly at first amd then got faster amd harder as she moaned more and more. She turns over and kisses me deeply. Lets go to my grandmas bed she said while catching her breath. We go to the bed and fuck for hours. That's when she squirted all over me. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. After wards she tells me shes never. "Stephen shrugged. "Yeah, I get that a lot."Still, she pressed it into his hand and he accepted it - in the wordsof his sign, anything helps, but feeling like that was all this womanwas prepared to give when he had basically saved her life was a letdownto say the least. And this was coming from a man who had long sinceceased expecting anything from anybody.She stood up and smoothed out her dress. "Have a good night," she saidawkwardly - straights never knew what was appropriate to say to.