I said. ‘STOP! I loved you with all my heart. My soul is wrapped up in the thought of the girl in my life last summer. You are not her anymore… Mi...s Kate Brown please leave my property. You are not welcome here any more.’ She sat in shock for a moment. Then she picked up her stuff and left, several times she tried to speak to me but I was past listening. She kept looking back not believing that I was serious. I followed her on the 4-wheel, to the gate. She got out of her car on the other side. When I dried her breasts she sighed heavily, and as the towel no longer touched her breasts she whispered to me:"Touch my breasts again, John, but without the towel." I dropped the towel in a fraction of a second, and both my hands went to her breasts. I loved the feeling of them, so soft and yet so firm with the nipples upturned."Touch my nipples," she whispered again, and all the time she was fondling my cock through my trousers. I let my index fingers circle her nipples, and then, out of. If we get along okay tomorrow you can come with us the next day. You realize it is a long slow trip in a motor home don’t you?” my wife asked. “No problem at all ma’am. I won’t be a burden. I can help drive, cook, clean whatever you need,” Danny gushed. We met up the next morning and spent a great day seeing the elks and buffaloes the mud pots and geysers too. Everywhere we went Danny ran in front and pointed out everything for us before we got there. Danny also dressed in her loosest most. At ten o’clock, my desk phone rang and it was the front office. Our receptionist told me my first appointment was here. I asked for them to be sent up. Five minutes later, my office door opened and a young girl walked in she couldn’t have been any more than twenty one years old. She was attractive, in a professional way, had a black skit on with a white blouse. Hair pulled back and dark glasses. “Good morning Andrew, I am Mia and am here for the job interview.” I didn’t know what to ask her. I.