We pumped our water directly from one of the veins of the Mojave Aquifer, which itself is one of the largest, if not the largest, natural aquifer in t...e western United States. Our water allocation was through the Mojave water agency, and the grant itself was a self perpetuating free holding attached to the initial ten acres upon which our lake was built. That water is the lifeblood of our farm, and it behooved us to find and purchase other self perpetuating water rights grants if we wished to. In fact, I soon found out that I was able to pass those courses directly, by taking an exam. That made it possible for me to take more classes about running a small business, and also some very low level programming. Once again, it was Ms. Fraser who partly made all this possible. After all, I also had to work, to pay for everything. Even if it was possible to do some work with my laptop while sitting in on the courses that required attendance without thinking, I still had my real work at. They had boyfriends to go home to whilst I was going home to an empty bed. It had been a few years since I had been in a relationship and I was certainly craving a nice guy to settle down with.My friends downed their drinks and started to gather their handbags. They moved towards the door and I sauntered behind them, taking one last look at the happy couples drinking the night away. My ears popped as we made our way outside. The cool, summer night’s air brushed my cheeks. It felt so refreshing. I nuzzled his collarbone, hoping the answer was no. I was bored of this game, more than ready to leave so we could play our own. He smelled really good, looked hot tonight, with his button-down shirt loose over those battered jeans.I wanted to go down on him, get him really hard and then … mmm, ride his cock until I came. Unable to resist, I let my hand drift low, sneaking under his shirt so I could skate my fingertips over the warm muscles of his belly. It was all I could do not to let my hand.