It was the one which I suggested. Then she was asking me about its features functions and blah blah blah and all.Then the conversation between me and ...er was like(A: Mr. AM: Mrs. M)A: So shall I take your leave?M: No no wait. Let’s have a cup of coffee.A: No not now it’s already hot now no hot beverages.M: Then okay let’s have a glass of juice.A: OkM: Which one will you like to have? (Orange, Pineapple, Litchi)A: LitchiM: Okay. I’ll be back in 5 minutes.A: Okay.(On that day she was in a Red top. The walk to her cabin seemed like an eternity. I knocked on the door of her single room and she quietly let me in. She was wearing blue short shorts and a matching tank top, ready for bed."I am so so sorry", she blurted out. "That was so wrong of me to do to you." Her voice was shaking and she had tears in my eyes."Shayla, it wasn't your fault. I initiated the kiss. I was acting stupid and now I feel like an idiot" You're not an idiot. I'm older than you, I should know better. I don't know how. On the far side of the field was the woods... an area of land that was too irregular to farm, it had been allowed to remain over-grown and wooded. A natural depression at one end of it was the farmer's 'dump', becoming the final resting place for a few junked cars, old washers and dryers, broken bottles and discarded farm equipment. The neighborhood kids avoided that area because we ran barefoot most of the time. The woods, on their far side, butted up against a small bay at one end of Base. She was way too heated for that bullshit. He ripped the front fabric of her cotton panties to the side and forced her sex into Keith’s face. Totally taken aback by his woman’s dominant, forceful behavior, he slipped easily into the role that his current restraint forced him into, burying his nose into her pubic mound and licking away at her wet, slippery sex. Her lips parted and a louder moan and giggle of sheer delight sounded from her being as she pressed the back of Keith’s head into her,.