Claire finished patching up the wall and wiped some sweat from her brow. “Okay that’s done with. What did Edward want us to do next?”“I think ...e wants us to make a new rope for the well.”“Can’t the old toad do that himself?” Claire grumbled.Edward was the village chief as well as the oldest man in the village even though he was only 55. He had a huge hump on his back and he had been born with only three fingers on his left hand.Edward was the kind of person who didn’t tolerate any degree of. After a few minutes the talk seemed to get a bit more raunchy as we discussed the pros and cons of all male saunas. We agreed that it would be nice to sauna with no clothes on, to get rid of those hot, wet shorts. A downside, we agreed, was that an erect cock would be obvious.We all left the sauna together and showered. I was a bit behind them but saw them both go into one of the larger changing cubicles usually reserved for families. I slipped quietly into the cubicle next door as I thought I. And her thighs began to quiver. She quickly glanced over her shoulder, blonde hair tossed, sucking in a gasp. Shimmers from the copse of Yellow Lark trees looked on. Their disapproval seemed to refocus upon her rising hand inching up her silk blouse. Trembling fingers hot against the topmost clasp. She worked it undone in moments, and then the second clasp. Her other hand held pinned between the slow rise and fall of her uppermost thighs. Her eyes blue gaze locked on to those who would watch,. The band was playing and the singing groups on the stage one after the other.I could not wait to get to the festivities it was so exciting (I always wanted to live in the 40's and 50's just because of the woman's fashions they wore then) I was melting seeing the younger and older boys dressed up as 1950's hoods with their tight jeans, black boots, white t-shirts, black leather jackets. The place was packed and they kept coming in. Marlene and I started to dance, she spinning me around my skirt.