Claire closed her bedroom door and made her way to her bed. She threwher pumps in the corner of her room and collapsed on her pink sheetsstaring up to...the ceiling, gazing into the eyes of a shirtless malesuper model. Claire tucked a strand of golden hair behind her ear as shemarveled at her sexy guardian angle. The poster captivated her attentionas she slowly moved her manicured hand to her exposed slit. Her fingersgrazed over her vaginal lips as she felt the heat radiating from hersex. She. In any event he'd be likely to make a tidy pieceof hard cash.The plantation was so extensive that the morning seemed to fly by, butall the time he couldn't prevent himself from secretly looking at theboy, his gaze a moth to a flame.Jojo had a carefree nature and a delightful clear laugh. He also hadpersonality and style and good looks. When his lips parted, moist andred, his mouth dimpled at the corners in a delectable kind of way.Oh yes, he had looks with the appeal of boyhood, and his sweet. I had heard sounds of joy last night from other parts of the barn. Travel seemed to agree with us emotionally. We said our goodbyes to Doug and Linda and returned to our southward travel for another day.The area was thick with farms and good weather. Crops were growing and we waved at many farmers going about their duties and passed a few wagons. That night, we spent the night in another barn preferring those sleeping quarters and the feeling of camping rather the more civilized feeling of. He could handle this for sure. He prided himself in being a responsible human being. Then, her young hand moved over in the dark, explored and found his. It was just her hand. Her hand was warm. It felt good. She closed her fingers around his. It felt good to have her there. Thank you, Mr. Clem. Sarah said, then not a word. Clem lay very still. Perhaps sleep would come now&hellip,but her simple move of gratitude had him to coming unglued. His erection raged. That one simple move on her part.