The mailboxes are out on the main street about an eighth mile away. I started out kind of slow, just going out on my porch in a bathrobe in the evenin..., around 9:00 PM. I would sit down on the steps and spread my legs, letting the cool night air touch my moist hole. Then I untied the belt and let the robe start to open on its own, eventually opening it completely. I would then play with my boobs and nipples. By the time I was through I had the robe off entirely and was fingering my pussy to. I set off on what seemed a reasonable day, grey but unthreatening, across the countryside to clear my brain. Deep in thought, I wandered without map, compass or anything else to guide me knowing I could always find my home if need be. With hindsight, I didn’t know that at all or even think about it, I just walked and thought.After an hour or so, the weather closed in suddenly, the rain lashed, and the sky turned as black as I could remember. My waterproof proved to be one of the best. Hand gently caressing myself until I was about half way hard. I notice the tip flopping around as I started to softly stroke on it. Finally the ridge was as hard as ever, and the skin stretched tightly over ever inch. Slowing the stroke, and with some squeezing I managed to produce a few drops from the tip. Which I quickly used to slickin up my hand. Taking my finger tips, and rubbing it all over the length of me before I went back to gripping myself. I watched as the drops came more. I was introduced as the Manager of this office and the Regional Manager of all of the western offices. They asked all the usual questions as to how long had I been with Mooney and how I had progressed with the company. I was giving them the canned speech when Dan came into my office and walked behind my desk. When I paused, he said, “I’m Dan Anderson, a partner within Mooney Corporation and this man’s boss. Brad has been one of the best choices we’ve ever made. We brought him out here from a.