I wasted no time heading for the stock chutes where the girls could always be found. Real rodeo c’boys would sort of straddle the arena fence, or si... on hay bales, or adjust, re-adjust, and then re-re-adjust their tack in hopes that some comely lass would notice them. They were hardly posers, but they were posing. The girls travelled in packs just as they do in the mall or at the beach. But there was usually one in every group that would pick up your eyes as you cast them about. Although a. Everyone grabbed underwear, T-shirts, long and short sleeve buttoned shirts and blouses, pants and skirts. Mary offered to shorten the sleeves and legs to make the shirts and pants more suitable for warm weather. Sally and Katie made sure they left nothing unturned.The girls drifted over to a display of skimpy, baby-blue G-string panties and hovered like hummingbirds admiring the hot-pink slogans printed across the front. They were designed to cover little of a girl’s budding sexuality, and the. After searching the house trying to fine daddy and TJ however, they were no where to be found, I ran upstairs to take a shower and get dressed. Standing under the hot water the memories of the night before came rushing back. I thought about being with Lily, and how good her body felt as we explored each other. I knew that my first time fucking Lilly, would not be my last. Lilly was turning into such a sweet little sex kitten. I thought about watching Lilly and TJ, and what a beautiful sight it. Got home just after nine."We need to go to Grandma's," Jan said. "I need a change of clothes for tomorrow." Let's go," I answered.When we got in the door, the answering machine was again flashing. Jan looked at me. "I guess it's Grandma again." She punched the button."Hi, Jan, It's me again. Just checking up on you. I see you're still out. I hope you're safe and in good hands. We plan on getting back Sunday evening. We'll talk then." I guess that's better than 'I can't find you so I called the.