I immediately got turned on seeing her partially wet boobs and stared at it again. but only this time with carefulness. It was awesome. I went back ho...e and masturbated.After few days her husband and son/daughter her gone to see a movie. She stayed back. I went to give her some company. When i went in she was cleaning in the kitchen. She used to be in nightie and this particular day it was a little tight. I could clearly see her ass. It seemed very soft and i wanted to feel it. It jiggled when. I planned the tasks ahead of me, waiting in near perfect darkness. Imapped a route through the house, the most efficient use of this maid'stime for its ma'am.It seemed like a week before the light switched to green. I hit thebutton and the restraints retracted as the door unlocked and swung open.It took me a few minutes to acclimatize both to the light and thedifference of the air inside my quarters.While I was in my storage case, there were a few additional changes madeto the room. The door to. "Son, she must have been more angry or hurt than we had imagined. Let's go at least to the top of the valley road. Cut everything off."I turned off the burners on the stove and hustled out to my Liberty. Dad was in the drivers' seat and had the engine running. We hightailed it up to the top of the valley. Pat was there trying to get through. Dad said, "You go to her and talk."I ran up to her. "Pat, stop this. Please, let's talk." Why? You just think I only feel gratitude or am afraid of being. But where it was had been a place of dreams as well, so it was hardly possible to believe they were standing on the enclosed porch of Katahdin Spring Campground ranger station -- and outside that door stood Mt. Katahdin, the north end of the Appalachian Trail.The signing of their names took only a moment in the thin light of early morning, the low sun filtering through the Maine woods. "You ready, Dad?" Duane said laconically as he finished signing the paper for both of them."The question,".