The land was owned by the Curry’s, Scott’s family. It was a well-kept piece of land that they were using as pasture this year. I had seen Scott th...oughout the day working on fences, repairing gates, mowing and things like that. As I watched this young man work I could certainly understand why the girls swooned over him. He usually wore some worn blue jeans, belted to his narrow hips, work boots, and as the day progressed, no shirt, giving the world a chance to see that golden skin ripple and. ‘Hey, don’t I get one of those?’ Cliff asked. ‘Will this do?’ Vi said opening the door and blowing him a kiss. Cliff started and rubbed his groin. ‘Doesn’t feel as good as the last time’ he laughed. Vi gave him a helpless wave of her hand and rolled her eyes at Sarah. She left and Sarah watched her cross the lawn between the houses disappearing into her Passion-Flower vine-bowered porch. Musing a moment Sarah went into the hall rummaging for a certain garment bag that held just the right touch. I don?tknow if you can call it that, but I wasn?t going to argue with Mother.We just talked like a mother and daughter and started pointing outfeminine movements and things that I seemed to do so naturally. Welooked together through the magazines and she pointed out little detailsthat I?d seen but not really noticed. We decided that I was to come byafter work every afternoon and we?d work together on femalecharacteristics for the next week so I?d be ready for my date with Lisa.Mother purchased. 'Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!' she squealed ofcourse.'Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhush' I tried to silence her by putting my handover her mouth and that seemed to calm her a little.'Is it yours?''Of course it is mine. Whose else could it be?''Okay, very funny, the joke's over.''Joke?'You got it at the corner store with the rubber spiders and the fakevomit, didn't you?''This is a guy's thing, Stephanie.''Then it's not your thing.''Of course its my thing.''Then it's not your thing,.