”The boy studied her face as she spoke; saw the obvious delight she took in the feelings her own words conjured up. Whatever memories she had of thi... man, they must have been pleasant ones indeed.“Tell me about him,” he said, pulling her back to the present, her pretty eyes returning to his in such a way that it made him suspect his presence had been momentarily forgotten.“Well,” she began, a contented smile on her lips, “I suppose he would have been about thirty when he moved to our town.. She had accepted that this was not possible however. Now she was starring at proof that, not only was it possible, it had happened. After several minutes, she gently took Michael's hand and rubbed her face against it."Do I have a surprise for you when you wake up." she thought with a smile on her face.Over the next four days, Feya worked with a newfound joy. She was doing almost twice the work she normally did but she scarcely noticed. She gathered in vegetables and prepared them for storage.. Danny slid the bench seat over so it faced the chair occupied by Steve and Erika. We sat down as Steve extracted another joint from his pocket. We shared it as we fantasized about how we could fix the weathered cabin up and make it our own. We came up with so many outrageous ideas. Each time someone came up with a new even more ridiculous notion we laughed hysterically. As our buzz mellowed Erika and Steve began kissing each other ignoring Danny and I on the bench just a few feet away. I nudged. I knocked on the bathroom door and asked what was up however Rachel told me to come in. Why would be want me to come in I thought to myself as I slowly opened the door and peeked around it. What I saw came as a bit of a shock as Rachel with some lube, was fingering her asshole. All I could think was “WoW” it looked so hot to see her fingering her tight little asshole. Once she saw me come in she stopped and asked if I would like to help her out again. I asked what she wanted and Rachel let me.