He helped Sousuke back on his feet and started walking towards the crawler, shaking his head.Half-way there he paused to pick up the surveyor unit; he...brushed some snow off his beard, powered down the panel, folded the telescopic legs and placed the very expensive piece of eqipment across his shoulders. Bjorn worked as a lumberjack before he signed up for this one, back when Hemmeldalen was still green.He ventured a glimpse at Sousuke; he was struggling to walk upwind; Bjorn shook his head once. Once again I was aware of the change to theshape of my body made by these quite modest heels, and the resultingincreased awareness of the feel of my silky knickers on my bottom andgenitals.During the day, I found that while the long skirt might be superb interms of elegance, it was rather restricting with regard to houseworkactivities. I mentioned this over supper. "Well, I did think this mightbe the case, so I bought you a shorter skirt to wear round the house,"was the reply. "Come upstairs. I was literally jacking him off with my lips. He finally rewarded my efforts with a mouthful of cum. It was delicious!During the day, and without the booze, his cock and balls looked quite lewd hanging between his legs. Still, I was so horny, I just had to start sucking him off a couple hours later. We went back into his bedroom. He lay back with his arms behind his head as I worshiped his dick and balls. I looked up and his eyes were closed like he was having a sweet dream. I also noticed that. “Welcome to the cul-de-sac,” said John, “can we help you unload?”They were really helpful and along with the movers, we were done in no time. John offered us all a beer and disappeared back to his house, saying that we needed cold beer. I noticed him limping and asked Luke if he was okay.“An old war wound,” he told me.It was good to meet friendly people and ones that knew not to overstay their welcome. After a beer, John and Luke said their goodbyes, knowing we still had a lot to do. LauraAfter.