It makes my pussy wet just remembering!When I finally turned 18 I decided I couldn't wait anymore.One night when I knew Anita and her mother had gone ...ut of town to visit family, I knocked on his front door.I was wearing my school uniform, with a little twist.Under my skirt, thigh high fishnets and a black thong!no bra under a white button down!red high heels to match my skirt.my nipples got hard and my pussy warm and wet as soon as he answered the door.He was very surprise to see me! I walked. I still own and ride an Indian. Well Char and Rene had a proposition for me. Ride with them for thesummer season, or walk away. Both Char and Rene made money by workinglocal fairs. Char ran a traveling bar and grill. Rene had a travelingbeauty saloon. Summer was their biggest season for cash. Char wanted meto work for her as a wait staff member. I agreed to ride with them. If I knew their real plans, I might ofthought other wise. Oh well Hindsight is 20/20. Well the next day Char asked me,. Sure, the farm made her rugged, but the tomboy in her seemed to attract many men. She was sure that if she were a countess in old England that she could seduce the handsome gardener into a tryst in the meadow.This Sunday, however, she would be pretending to read while she considered how to deal with her potentially wayward spouse. She took stock of her husband’s good and bad points so she could decide the best outcome if Lucy spoke the truth. She loved the son-of-a-bitch, for sure. He was tall. She said that, “he should wait till Wednesday, and she would give it some thought.” Then she talked about the garden which he obviously knew all about, and finally she mentioned Mary, asking if he liked her, at which he brightened and then said, “he thought he loved her.” so she asked if he had told Mary that, he said rather shyly, “no he didn’t know how.” She told him just to, “tell her what you told me and just as you have told me when she comes to fetch flowers for me this afternoon, and.