Sandy had been very specific with an email on the Friday. I should bring sandwiches of three flavours, crisps, juice, cakes, chocolate, wine, pork pie..., plates and plastic glasses. She signed her email with several "X"s and blew me a kiss when I looked across the office at her; I had butterflies for a moment.I didn't think of it as a date, but it was a beautiful day and had chosen shorts and a T-Shirt to wear. Sandy was wearing a brightly coloured summer dress that stopped at her thigh, and. " Well darling the things that 'Make' me a beautiful woman are allsuperficial." Makeup, dresses, nylons, bras, high heels, etc. are all just things youwear." Anyone could wear them if they wanted." And you'd be surprised how much makeup can change the way you look." Are you saying you'd actually do this," I asked? "Yes, if you wanted meto darling." Only two rules, you never tell anyone else, ever and there are no halfway measures you either want to look like me or you don't." This is not. His work wasn't brilliant, he didn't know how to shear sheep, or catch them and the grin on his face when he actually managed to mount the dark gelding was enough to let Logan know that the boy hadn't been expecting to stay on. Logan didn't say anything when he caught Shy watching him do things, but he always made sure that he went slow at first, letting the other boy take a long look at what he was doing so that he could copy. Riding, thankfully, seemed to come to Shyland quite. I reached out for his cock, and he stepped up to the desk, giving me access to his engorged cock. He was so hard, the head purple and engorged with blood. Waiting to be released. I gripped him firmly and stroked from base to head,nice and slow. Letting him take his time to build for a powerful release. I slid off the desk and down to my knees in front of him. Pulling his crisp white slacks down his long muscular thighs. I grasped his freshly shaved balls in my hand and gave him a gentle.