I was finishing the bushes when I felt her hands on my shoulders. "Relax daddy," she purred into my ear, her fingers massaging into my shoulders. "You... shoulders are getting very red. I want to put some lotion on you so that you do not burn. Turn off the trimmer for a second." I nodded my head and turned the machine off as she rubbed the lotion into my shoulders. I held my breath as she leaned into me, her breasts pressing against my back as her hands massaged my neck and shoulders. Her hands. He raised his hands and caressed my nipples through my blouse. This was it, I thought, this was the moment I had been waiting for. Expertly he unbuttoned me, his hands taking in every inch of my torso. I stood there generating a massive erection as he started to move his hands up and down my hips. It was so sensual, so moving, loving almost. I closed my eyes waiting for him to go further afield and it didn’t take long. Without hitching my skirt up he managed to weave his hands around to my. Upon arriving, I carefully looked around at the uncut grass, but it still wasn’t quite spring in Bullock County, and there wouldn’t be much grass cutting yet. I took the time to study the house, the yard, and the gates plus their fences. To one familiar with the original house and its surroundings, there were minor changes everywhere, but they didn’t amount to more than just that -- minor details.The house on this property in the Third Reality was completely different than this one, or the one. She saw me looking at her and surprised me by asking if I wanted her to put a bra on. I was totally nonplussed. I stammered that I didn’t care, however she was comfortable, I said. Her face was beet red. She said she didn’t mean to come out with that. She went from the kitchen to her bedroom and came back out with a bra on. Her breasts were still enticing and they moved gently under her long shirt, but no nipple popped out against the thin fabric. Her face was still red. I said I didn’t want to.