I was trembling, from head to toe. Terrified I was. He was violating my body. He still held that gentleman personnel. His hand kept teasing me. My bod... was as if a wild animal, locked in a cage."That's it do not hide it." He whispered in my ear.A soft gasp left my lips. The center part of my back rising off the bed. Trying to move away, I bit my bottom lip to keep myself silent. I did not want him to get any ideas in his head. In all this, my body was slowly betraying me. I Tilted my head. It was not a series of questions I had expected.“It’s OK,” I replied. I gazed at her left hand for the sign of a wedding band. Not seeing one, I asked, “Are you married?”“No,” she replied. “Guys out here are hard to find.”Putman, I learned, was a ghost town and had a population of about 80, counting the chickens and the stray dogs.“So, what do you do?” I asked.“I baby sit, mostly,” she replied.“So, where are the babies?” I asked.“I just dropped them off with their momma,” she replied.“So where. As they came closer, Bob began smiling and was full of excitement of spending a day together. Bob took out the picnic basket Tammy had packed. They walked hand and hand to a trail that lead through a clearing in the woods near by. As they stopped under a large tree Bob asked if this would be a good spot, Tammy answered ‘yes this will do just fine.’ Spreading out a blanket under the tree they soon unpacked the basket and began caressing and kissing each other. Tammy pushed Bob back on the. By Saturday I was exhausted from fielding all of the calls I'd gotten about it. I had seen five prospective tenants that morning and I was pretty sure the older lady with the cat was my best option, although it wasn't quite what I had pictured when I'd listed the room. In my fantasies, I rented the room to a sexy lesbian chick. Unfortunately, the closest thing I'd found was the old lady and I was pretty sure she was past menopause. The only pussy I would be getting would be her fucking cat.I.