Farmers don’t usually bother with bridges a long way from home. I guessed the area beyond that ridge is flat and probably the hay paddocks and becau...e the track from that bridge – see a bit of it over there – and a track comes off those hills and joins it there – see, just by that outcrop of rocks? Well, the track they feed into and running back in our general direction probably leads to the farmhouse over the hill to our right. ‘Actually I found it’s three hills over, but still only a quarter. "John would you be a sweetie and order more coffee's for us, I just have to nip to the Ladies!" With that I stood up and, picking up my bags from the floor, I went across to the door that led upstairs to the toilets.I slid the bolt across and made sure I wouldn't be disturbed, then I sat on the loo and took my panties off and adjusted my now very erect cock so it could be a little free, I stroked my helmet and wanked it a little as I took the parcel from my bag!I undid the wrapping and there. He seemed interested.”“Wow. Who’d have thought, huh?” I said while giving heran ‘I told you so’ kind of look.“He was more interested in why I brought it up.”“What did you tell him?”“I told him that I had caught the drivers talking aboutporn movies at work and that you said you watched themwith your girlfriend.”“A straight forward approach seems good. What did hesay?”“He bought it. I think he is wondering. I felt my breathing get faster and heavier, and my eyes diverted upwards to his. "I'm Jack" He spat, his voice sounded angry and I raised my eyebrows, maybe he didn't like me? "Sapphire" I smiled innocently before turning my attention out the window, he took none of it and moved his hand to cup my cheek and place my eyes with his.The next thing i knew he was pulling my hand away and dragging me to the old boys toilets, no one used them now accept the cleaner. After school. Before i could resist.