Youre driving me nuts, you know that dontyou. as he started rubbing the tops of my tits. He workedhis hand inside my bra. His fingers found my nipple....Godyouve got nice nipples. as he pinched the nipple hard,very hard, between his finger and thumb. Maybe I can just suck you. That wont be like fucking somaybe that will be OK. Do you want that? I asked.I pulled him into the bathroom, his hand still inside mybra, still squeezing my tit. I undid his belt, unsnapped hispants, and pulled down the. May my bliss run fluid and copious, a heated reminder of your own rampant needs. ~~~Later that night...He enters through that latch that is left to his avail to open, hoping once inside he'll repeat this described process of the earlier encounter. He momentarily ponders a vision of delicate alluring draperies clinging to her sumptuous frame. What such fineries might she await him in this night? His heart beats longingly, like some primitive drum. He's prepared well his oratory of persuasive. " "After I leave for work, you will change into whatever clothesI have specified for you to wear that day. From then, until noon,you will clean the place from top to bottom, whether it's clean ornot." "At noon, you can eat the lunch I leave for you." "After lunch, you will change into your third outfit of theday and watch soap operas and talk shows all afternoon. I'll betaping them so you had better pay attention. I might just ask afew questions. God help you if you don't know. We mostly talked about hunting and work. We turned off the main road. We were on a rocky muddy goat trail of a road for about a half hour. When we arrived at the cabin. There was 2 other beautiful trucks sitting there. We got out and we’re greeted by Paul and Chris. The cabin was a beautiful log cabin, full wrap around porch and tin roof. Inside was a nice kitchen, living room, 2 bathroom and 2 bedroom. Each room had 2 queen size beds. We unloaded our gear and headed to the kitchen for some.