My name's Natalie." I know," said Eric, not looking up from his book, 'Mathematical Methods for Scientists'."Would you like to go to the dance with me...on Friday?" I've never been to a dance." Neither have I. We can provide mutual support." Are you making fun of me? I'm ... different." I'm not making fun of you but I am worried about how you'd cope. Claire says you don't react well to crowds and loud noises." Claire's nice, I like her." So do I, and I've only known her for a few hours." I'm okay. Almost as quickly as he pushed his cock inside of her, he pulled it out. Sarah's head jerked back as one of his hands grabbed a fistful of hair and twisted her around to face him."Come on, on your knees...hiding all the evidence..." With the hand that was in her hair, he forced her on her knees as he pressed the tip of his cock near her mouth."Open up, you don't want me to stuff it in your face and down your throat, do you?" He taunted as he shoved Sarah's face onto his cock. As soon as the tip. "Good sir," said Gavin, his voice dripping with syrupy sweetness. "My companion and I need a place to stay for the night, and perhaps tomorrow night, we are very weary."The man looked at them for a moment. "I don't normally allow strangers to take to my loft, friend," he said politely. "I apologize." The farmer's eyes focused upon Nadia's long, slender body for a long moment and Gavin smiled."Sir, I beg you reconsider," said Gavin. "Please escort us to your loft, and I am sure payment can be. After a minute or so and with him still lying on top of her, she whispered, "Oh that was perfect, I wish we could do that forever."They lay wordlessly for minutes. They could hear Dorothy emerge from the shower. It was only 1 pm on a Sunday afternoon. Mark murmured, "Going to check my lines and then I had better get back to the staff house before dark. I'll ski back along the lake. I shouldn't be around when the plow makes its way here. Finding me here with you and the manager's wife might.