The owners of the place Jenny and Richard were in their mid 40s and both fit from good outdoor living Jenny 5.6ft very nice tits and a heart shaped as... that made my cock hard every time i saw it. Richard 6.4ft rugged built with a big barrel chest. Very nice folks. The other two hands hired hands were at the upper ranch there job was looking after the summer free range stock about 20 miles up the river. My job was cutting hay, and looking after the heifers with Richard.I had my own little house. I was old enough to be aware I shouldn’t do these things as society frowned upon them, but it was such a thrill. There was a wrinkly old man with a walking stick who lived down my road. Often when I passed his house he’d be outside trimming his immaculate front lawn he was handsome like an old regal war hero. I would always readjust my bra in front of him – move my growing tits around inside the bra cups and tweak my nipples a little. He would always look up and smile at me when I passed; I. The man and the older woman helped me up, I never found out his name as we weren’t allowed to talk, and then assisted me to walk into the dining area where they gave us a thick liquid drink that tasted horrible but was supposed to give us the necessary vitamins and help our recovery but didn’t ease our pain. Fortunately we also had a plastic mug of tea to wash it down. Other prisoners, more men than women, came in clothed in standard orange suits that covered them loosely, and got a meagre. “You didn’t recognise it, officer?” The shock on his face, you would have thought he just saw a ghost.Turning back to Takis, I smiled. “I will see you later.”“My regards to your father!” Takis called out as I left the shop.Eyes still glued to me when I got back into the Jeep. Putting the Jeep in gear, I drove off. My next destination was the cemetery. My mother’s burial spot was blooming with flowers. Placing the pink roses, beside her tombstone, I stayed for a while before I left to visit an.