" Now I'm an apple gee. I know from nothing about country life. I know how to stretch a cup of coffee in an all night hash house, but I have no clue a... to which side of a tree moss grows on.We came ready to watch Marks' joint for a couple of days, so I drove the car as close to the back of the woods as I could and looked for a place to hide it. Once I covered the tin can with bushes I had pulled out of the ground. Sarah told me they would last for two days until they turned brown. I told her. It had been straightened and coloured lighter than her natural brown. “You look fabulous.” His compliment evinced a radiant smile which spread further when he offered her a trousseau of bright yellow orchids on a wrist band. “Thank you.” She smiled into his eyes as he closed the car door, taking care not to catch her foot in its glittering shoe. The food was very good, several courses ranging from game, fish, fowl and red meats, each accompanied by complimentary wine, all served by. The sole middle-aged occupant, not being a gardener, spends little or no time in her yard.There is a fence between our properties. From the rear of our houses is a wooden fence, maybe five feet high, which overlooks the downhill part of her yard, to the house. We have a clothesline standing against this fence. When it reaches the flatter and quite level part of our yards, it gives way to a low (three feet or so) open wired fence, that continues up a slight incline, before turning at right-angle. Her body was covered in sweat, her long brown hair was caked to her body, I found myself staring at her tan chest, and the tanlines from her bikini showing off small bits of pale skin. I felt my penis harden in my shorts. Tina knew I was staring. She shook her head. Smiled and walked up to me and hugged me tight. Her sweaty body pressed up against me. My cock swelled. She looked up at me with her dark brown eyes. "Want to fuck?"I nearly fell over. My legs got weak. My hearbeat was racing. I.