"You haven't been listening. Iwas a young man."A man? I would wash the cup she drank from with strong soap so Iwouldn't catch her dementia. "How could...that be; you're a woman?" That came later." She shook her head and closed her eyes for a fewseconds before continuing. "I had to hide, but always seemed to be onlya half of a step ahead of the police. One day I was on my way back to myhideout when I was spotted and chased. I was lucky enough to steal ahorse. After several days of constant pursuit. "I would like to make and alternative suggestion. Why don't you get some work experience with us instead? After all you don't have all much time left before you will be back at school." What would you want me to do?" I asked "I was looking to work for dad so that I could get some experience of what went on, but just as much to let the people know who I am." I appreciate that dear, but I was thinking one of the hardest and most important jobs that we have does not take place in the factories at. There was a mixture of fear and sexual excitement, but when he spoke I felt strangely relaxed, he was offering me to go back to his house and have fun, and as he spoke he reached out and slipped his hand between my legs and worked it up to my crotch and touched me intimately, I almost cummed on his fingers, I felt like putty in his hands and the thought of us being naked together and just doing it was too much.I was in bed with him for ten hours and just did not want to stop.His son, who was at. Several times over the last few weeks, he’s snuck right up to her window, watched her, naked like she is now. Wanting to do more then watch, he’s found out it takes time to build up the courage. It takes time to prepare properly. Now he silently stares, transfixed, thinking of how now’s the time, now he’s prepared. For the past few minutes he’s watched as her naked form’s twisted, turned every few moments, her firm, glistening breasts being seductively swayed, bounced, teasing him. .