He was looking through them for something that might fit the brothers when he noticed a big brown hat made like his, on a shelf behind the counter. He...stepped around and took the hat down, then looked inside.There, branded into the smooth leather of the inside band was:“Mathew Richards, Hatter of Sky, Eagle Boy of the Dakotas”.Tom looked long and hard at the name in the hat he held in his hands, then he placed it back on the shelf and walked over to where Mr. Bonner was just finishing up with. I smiled ... and didn't actually say anything. She took that as a yes and led me to the centre of her lounge room."Here, sit on this chair" she says as she produces a dining room table chair. "Get comfortable while I change. Kick off your shoes and ... take of your shirt too". She leaves as I stand there dumbstruck. I follow her instructions and strip down to my cargo shorts, discarding my shoes and shirt. I sit on the chair and wait for her return.I wait about 5 minutes when she yells out "Are. Placing one leg up on the seat in guided her into a sitting position between my legs so we could both face the guys. Brushing her hair back I began to lightly kiss her neck. I could feel her excitement as she trembled at the slightest touch of my lips. The guys playing pool were trying to be cool and surprisingly kept looking away as if afraid to get caught staring. I had to chuckle to myself. After a few minutes I removed her small leather jacket. As I had asked, she had worn a loose weave. Standing in the kitchen was a girl who looked about my age, but what a girl. A pale, heart shaped face, nestled under a shower of medium length golden red curls, a pair of sparkling green eyes looked at me from beneath long, dark, lashes and were underlined by a line of faded freckles. Her lips were pink and full, and a row of perfect, white teeth peeked out as she bit her lower lip. Her slender neck led down to a tight, firm looking body, with smaller breasts but with a promising hint of.