Tears of joy ran down my cheeks, hearing your voice shake. ‘Thank God I’m home…’ You pressed a kiss to my temple, your hands clutching mine. �...�I’ve missed you…’ My strength failed and my legs gave way, but you held me up. You walked your way around to stand before me, never releasing me. You held me tightly, our eyes finally meeting. The emerald green intensity pierced me to the core and it was too much for me to take. I fell against you, my face buried against your chest, sobbing. You held me,. When we left, Polk went with us. He wanted to see the new spreads too. Rosanna rode with us also. She and Enrico were going to stay at their new home tonight and meet us in town early tomorrow with a wagon.The two Mosely spreads were as clean and liveable as the Peters home. The furniture was still in them and even the dishes, pots and pans were left in the cupboard.After inspecting the barns, corrals and storage sheds at the two Mosely spreads, we left Enrico at one and Henri at the other.From. She was the youngest of 10 children; all the others boys. She was pretty well dominated by them and had become quite an introvert. Having a body like her mother’s, short and somewhat plump, didn’t get her much interest from boys in high school even though her facial features were quite attractive with an interesting dusky brown complexion.Not having a lot of social distractions helped her to focus on studies and being quite bright got her good grades and a modest scholarship to the community. I had white stockings and white heels; an alternative Wimbledon look!I got one of the men to put a music radio station on and began my act. Most of them were videoing me as I danced, doing my best to emulate the strips I’d seen on the internet. I added some physical contact with each guy, either rubbing my chest in his face, or massaging his flies. Once or twice I sat astride someone’s outstretched leg and rubbed my crotch up and down it. I lay on the floor and opened up so they could see my.