”“I was up there a couple of years ago and the ivy you had planted along the fence blocks the view, but you are right if anyone approaches close t...ey can see through it without much effort. A row of shrubs would be nice, but those in the middle of nowhere are going scream something to hide,” she said.“Well you have stated the obvious. How about something new,” I suggested.“How about this? When you get your truck ready, we go up the mountain and pick up some prickly ash. For a couple of hundred. Now, yeah we did more, but haven't you ever been turned on by something so small, even more then by something like sex or a blow job? Well, her skin under her bra with those overalls just felt soooo smooth, probably since I was looking at that all night, thinking just how smooth and firm it would feel. So now that I had my hand under her bra, feeling and grabbing away at her soft tummy and sides, it was sweet.This girl was really getting into it. I started to rub her titts over her sports bra,. I love to eat.’ ‘Good. Well, go have a seat and I’ll bring your plate out in a minute.’ Eight minutes later, she presented him with a plate that was so artistically arranged that he would have sworn that he was in a restaurant. She had sliced a rack of pecan-crusted lamb into six ribs and arranged them in an arc at one side of the plate and a thick brown sauce had been drizzled over them. Bright green spears of asparagus fanned out on the other side in counterpoint and baby carrots with their. The footprints that Rover made when he had charged into the woods were visible as dark spots in the snow. He could hear the few birds left in the woods singing.It was peaceful and as quiet as nature allowed. It was never perfectly silent in the woods. Leaves rustled, birds sang, the wind blew, and animals moved. Nature was never static. There was always motion, but the dynamics of natural surroundings was relaxing rather than stressing. John reveled in the solitude. It had been so long since he.