Roz on the other hand, had managed to unzip my jeans and was frantically trying to pull them down. It was almost like the clumsiness we had shared all...those years ago, trying to get each other undressed. We actually broke out into a fit of laughter over our inability to do this one simple thing. Eventually she got my pants off, and whistled her approval. Now, I’m no porn star, but I was not left on the short end of the blessed line either. I guess the short break in the action, as well as the. My hands slowly traced her smooth curves, feeling the arcs and turns of her body. Her skin was soft, like flower petals. When I undid her bra and slid her panties over her hips, they fell in a puddle around her bare feet and she slowly stepped out of them. I imagined the delights I was about to provide her, that she was about to provide to me. God, she was luscious. “Turn around,” I said. “I want to see you.” “Yes, Sir,” she said in a soft voice. . The guy was about 5’10” and maybe 200 lbs. Russian maybe, short dark hair, very pale skin, short beard and mustache; the woman was actually a girl maybe 14 years old with white blonde braided hair down to her butt, 5’6” 34b-30-34 and 100 lbs. holding a couple of bricks.She was getting up off the ground and the guy looked like he was going to hit her, probably again since she was getting up from the ground.I yelled for him to ‘STOP’ he turned and said ‘Staa outta dis business for doo vill be. “Dad did most of the work, but my brother and I helped. I was only about nine at the time. Come inside.”The door creaked on its hinges as he opened it. There was a large table and several chairs in the center of the room, all covered with dust, as well as four bed frames lacking mattresses. A door stood open, and Kia could see a toilet and sink in the small room.“Dad let us camp out here in the summer once we were a little older. It took him a week to dig the water and sewer lines. We used to.